Letitia Elizabeth Landon (Летиция Элизабет Лэндон)

Song (A mouth that is itself a rose)

A mouth that is itself a rose,
    And scatters roses too;
An eye that borrows from the sky
    Its sunshine and its blue;

A laugh, an echo from the song
    The lark at morning sings;
A voice — but that has sadder tones,
    And tells of tenderer things;

Auburn is her long dark hair
    With a golden shine:
Must I tell you more to know
    This true love of mine?

I might say she is so kind,
    Faithful, fond—but no!
My sweet maiden's hidden heart
    None but I may know.

1. Sketch of Scenery
2. Rosalie
3. The Guerilla Chief
4. Sonnet (It is not in the day of revelry)
5. The Reply of the Fountain

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