Letitia Elizabeth Landon

(1802-1838 / England)

Letitia Elizabeth Landon Poems

1. Little Red Riding Hood 1/6/2015
2. The Fairy Queen Sleeping. By Stothard 4/12/2010
3. The Rush-Bearing At Ambleside 4/12/2010
4. The Nizam’s Daughter 4/12/2010
5. The Troubadour. Canto 4 4/12/2010
6. To Olinthus Gregory, On Hearing Of The Death Of His Eldest Son, Who Was Drowned As He Was Returning By Water To His Father’s House At Woolrich 4/12/2010
7. Sir Thomas Lawrence 4/12/2010
8. Sir Walter Scott 4/12/2010
9. The Country Retreat 4/12/2010
10. The Enchanted Island. By Danby 4/12/2010
11. Cupid And Swallows Flying From Winter. By Dagley 4/12/2010
12. The Combat. By Etty 4/12/2010
13. The Sultana's Remonstrance 4/12/2010
14. The Orphan 4/12/2010
15. The Record 4/12/2010
16. The Reply Of The Fountain 4/12/2010
17. Scenes In London Iv - The City Churchyard 4/12/2010
18. The Oriental Nosegay. By Pickersgill 4/12/2010
19. The Poor 4/12/2010
20. The Soldier's Funeral 4/12/2010
21. The Pilgrim 4/12/2010
22. The Ruined Cottage 4/12/2010
23. Scenes In London Ii - Oxford Street 4/12/2010
24. The Sea-Shore 4/12/2010
25. The Sheperd Boy 4/12/2010
26. The Funeral 4/12/2010
27. The Zenana 4/12/2010
28. The Minster 4/12/2010
29. The Troubadour. Canto 1 4/12/2010
30. Love Nursed By Solitude. By W. I. Thomson, Edinburgh 4/12/2010
31. Alexander And Phillip 4/12/2010
32. On An Engraving Of Hindoo Temples 4/12/2010
33. Hannibal's Oath 4/12/2010
34. The Soldier's Grave 4/12/2010
35. Furness Abbey 4/12/2010
36. The African Prince 4/12/2010
37. The Hindoo Girl’s Song 4/12/2010
38. The Troubadour. Canto 2 4/12/2010
39. Girl At Her Devotions. By Newton 4/12/2010
40. The Crusader 4/12/2010

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    It is a shame there are so few of Landon's poems on this site. I have now collected over a thousand.

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Best Poem of Letitia Elizabeth Landon

She Sat Alone Beside Her Hearth

SHE sat alone beside her hearth—
For many nights alone;
She slept not on the pleasant couch
Where fragrant herbs were strewn.

At first she bound her raven hair
With feather and with shell;
But then she hoped; at length, like night,
Around her neck it fell.

They saw her wandering mid the woods,
Lone, with rite cheerless dawn,
And then they said, 'Can this be her
We called 'The Startled Fawn?' '

Her heart was in her large sad eyes,
Half sunshine and half shade;
And love, as love first springs to life,
Of every thing afraid.

The red...

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Secrets

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,