Letitia Elizabeth Landon

“ She must leave her young companions,
With their tale and song;
With the bride across the threshold,
Goes not youth along.
Never to the heart of woman
Cometh love alone;
One sad, pale companion, knowledge,
Ever is his own. ”

“ Time will still that quick, sweet beating;—
Cold and cruel power!
Nothing life can bring us after
Will be like that hour.
Soon, thou beautiful Arabian,
Will such dream be done;
Other hopes have many moments—
Love has only one. ”