Letitia Elizabeth Landon (Летиция Элизабет Лэндон)

Addressed to —

The bee, when varying flowers are nigh,
⁠    On many a sweet will careless dwell;
Just sips their dew, and then will fly
⁠    Again to its own cherish'd cell.
Thus, tho' my heart by fancy led,
    ⁠A wanderer for awhile may be;
Yet, soon returning whence it fled,
⁠    Comes but more fondly back to thee. 

1. Lines to ——— (Think of me, and I'll tell thee when)
2. Absence (Oh! never can we feel how dear)
3. Sleeping Child
4. Sketch of a Painting of Santa Malvidera, Escaped Miraculously from Shipwreck
5. Sonnet (Green willow! over whom the perilous blast)

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