Letitia Elizabeth Landon,
Landon in Fisher's Drawing Room Scrap Book 1832
(1831)
“ What is the train of thought that it should wake? Why cheerful evenings, when the winter cold Grows glad beside the hearth; or summer days, When round the shady porch the woodbine clings; Some aged man beneath, to hear whose words The children leave off play; for he can tell Of the wild sea, a sailor in his youth. Yet here the mind's eye pictures other scenes— A fair Italian city, in a vale, The sanctuary of summer, where the air Grows sweet in passing over myrtle groves. Glides the blue Arno, in whose tide are glassed Armed palaces, with marble battlements. ”
