Letitia Elizabeth Landon

(1802-1838 / England)

Letitia Elizabeth Landon Poems

1. A Child Screening A Dove From A Hawk. By Stewardson 4/12/2010
2. A Legend Of Tintagel Castle 4/12/2010
3. A Suttee 4/12/2010
4. Alexander And Phillip 4/12/2010
5. Amelioration And The Future, Man's Noble Tasks 4/12/2010
6. Cafes In Damascus 4/12/2010
7. Children 4/12/2010
8. Cupid And Swallows Flying From Winter. By Dagley 4/12/2010
9. Fairies On The Sea Shore. By Howard 4/12/2010
10. Fountain’s Abbey 4/12/2010
11. Furness Abbey 4/12/2010
12. Girl At Her Devotions. By Newton 4/12/2010
13. Hannibal's Oath 4/12/2010
14. Hebe 4/12/2010
15. Juliet After The Masquerade. By Thompson 4/12/2010
16. Kate Kearney 4/12/2010
17. Little Red Riding Hood 1/6/2015
18. Long Years Have Past Since Last I Stood 4/12/2010
19. Love Nursed By Solitude. By W. I. Thomson, Edinburgh 4/12/2010
20. Nymph And Zephyr: A Statuary Group. By Westmacott 4/12/2010
21. On An Engraving Of Hindoo Temples 4/12/2010
22. Portrait Of A Lady. By Sir Thomas Lawrence 4/12/2010
23. Revenge 12/31/2002
24. Scenes In London I - Piccadilly 4/12/2010
25. Scenes In London Ii - Oxford Street 4/12/2010
26. Scenes In London Iii - The Savoyard In Grosvenor Square 4/12/2010
27. Scenes In London Iv - The City Churchyard 4/12/2010
28. Secrets 1/1/2004
29. She Sat Alone Beside Her Hearth 4/12/2010
30. Sir Thomas Lawrence 4/12/2010
31. Sir Walter Scott 4/12/2010
32. The African Prince 4/12/2010
33. The Combat. By Etty 4/12/2010
34. The Country Retreat 4/12/2010
35. The Crusader 4/12/2010
36. The Enchanted Island. By Danby 4/12/2010
37. The Fairy Of The Fountains 4/12/2010
38. The Fairy Queen Sleeping. By Stothard 4/12/2010
39. The Funeral 4/12/2010
40. The Hindoo Girl’s Song 4/12/2010
Best Poem of Letitia Elizabeth Landon


Ay, gaze upon her rose-wreathed hair,
And gaze upon her smile;
Seem as you drank the very air
Her breath perfumed the while:

And wake for her the gifted line,
That wild and witching lay,
And swear your heart is as a shrine,
That only owns her sway.

'Tis well: I am revenged at last,—
Mark you that scornful cheek,—
The eye averted as you pass'd,
Spoke more than words could speak.

Ay, now by all the bitter tears
That I have shed for thee,—
The racking doubts, the burning fears,—
Avenged they ...

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LIFE has dark secrets; and the hearts are few
That treasure not some sorrow from the world--
A sorrow silent, gloomy, and unknown,
Yet colouring the future from the past.
We see the eye subdued, the practised smile,
The word well weighed before it pass the lip,
And know not of the misery within:
Yet there it works incessantly, and fears
The time to come; for time is terrible,

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