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There is no tie Like that last holiest link of love, which binds The lonely child to its more lonely parent. (Letitia Elizabeth Landon)
Now a nation's character is in its literature. View quote
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Ah! love and song are but a dream, A flower's faint shade on life's dark stream. View quote
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Oh, what am I, and what are they? Masquers but striving to deceive Themselves and others; and believe It is enough, if none shall know The covered mass of care below. View quote
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The sudden start, the rapid step once more, As if it would annihilate the time: But who may paint the solitude of crime? View quote
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Literature soon becomes a power, not what it once was, a passion; but literary success, like all others, is only to be obtained, and retained, by labour - and labour and inclination do not always go together. Take all our most eminent writers, and the quantity of work, hard work, they have got through, will be found enormous and perpetual. Literature, as a profession, allows little leisure, and less indulgence. View quote
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[After] Burnt to the dust, an ashy heap Was every cottage round;- I listened, but I could not hear One single human sound:. View quote
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AY, screen thy favourite dove, fair child, Ay, screen it if you may,- Yet I misdoubt thy trembling hand Will scare the hawk away. View quote
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Oh Genius! fling aside thy starry crown, Close up thy rainbow wings, and on thy head Lay dust and ashes - for, this cold drear world Is but thy prison-house. Alas for him Who has thy dangerous gifts, for they are like The fatal ones that evil spirits give, - Bright and bewildering, leading unto death. View quote
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This volume was written for children. Miss Landon set out its purpose in the preface. View quote
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For misery, like a masquer, mocks at all In which it has no part, or one of gall. (Letitia Elizabeth Landon)
For his was now the loveliest part Of the young poet's life, when first, In solitude and silence nurst, His genius rises like a spring Unnoticed in its wandering; Ere winter cloud or summer ray Have chill'd, or wasted it away. View quote
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In endeavouring to recall a few memorials of Mrs. Lawrence Burgoyne, I do it on the same principle that scientific men collect the bones of a mammoth - the whole exists no longer; but there are sufficient remains to show that it did exist. View quote
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Perfect equality, and perfect despotism, are theories equally unreducible to practice; but there are many fine sentiments belonging to the first, and there is singular fascination in a fine sentiment-we pay ourselves a compliment by uttering it. View quote
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For a discussion of some of the contents of this significant cultural volume, see Adriana Craciun, ‘Fatal Women of Romanticism', Cambridge University Press, 2004, page 204. The section ‘The Enchantress' here begins by describing that first story as a ‘self-consciously Byronic text' that ‘develops a Promethean, distinctly Luciferian model of poetic identity and self-creation'. View quote
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Ridicule is the re-action of enthusiasm. Sentiment was considered confined to schools; and, so far from affecting too much feeling, people were beginning to be ashamed of having any. View quote
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It is a fearful responsibility, the exercise of influence : let our own conduct bring its own consequences - we may well meet the worst; not so when we have led another to pursue any given line of action : if they suffer, how tenfold is that suffering visited on ourselves! View quote
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Had my eye never on the beauty dwelt Of human face, and my ear never drank The music of a human voice; I feel My spirit would have pour'd itself in song, Have learn'd a language from the rustling leaves, The singing of the birds, and of the tide. View quote
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Such as the lute, touch'd by no hand Save by an angel's, wakes and weeps, Such is the sound that now to land From the charmed water sweeps. View quote
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Love may be increased with fears, May be fanned with sighs, Nurst by fancies, fed by doubts But without Hope it dies! View quote
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the hollow voice Of that old crone, the only living sound; Her face, on which mortality has writ Its closing, with the wan and bony hand, Raised like a spectre's-and yourself the while, Cold from the midnight chill, and white with fear, Your large blue eyes darker and larger grown With terror's chain'd attention, and your breath Suppress'd for very earnestness. (Letitia Elizabeth Landon)
Who does not know the restlessness of an anticipated arrival? View quote
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The sunshine of the morning Is abroad upon the hills, With the singing of the green-wood leaves, And of a thousand rills. View quote
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The timid temper lives in perpetual terror, the nobler one braces itself to endure when ever the appointed time shall come. View quote
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She was tall beyond the ordinary height of woman, but stately in her grace as the ideal of a queen and the reality of a swan. Her arms and feet were bare, but for the gems which encircled them. A white robe swept around her in folds gathered at the waist by a golden girdle inscribed with signs and characters. Her hair was singularly thick, and of that purple blackness seen on the grape and the neck of the raven - black, with a sort of azure bloom upon it. It was fastened in large folds, which went several times round the head, and these were adorned with jewels and precious stones, like a midnight lighted with stars. Her complexion was a pale pure olive, perfectly colourless, but delicate as that of a child. Her mouth was the only spot where the rose held dominion, and lips of richer crimson never opened to the morning. View quote
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Letitia Elizabeth Landon

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Occupation: British Poet
Born: August 14, 1802
Died: October 15, 1838
Quotes count: 789
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