Letitia Elizabeth Landon

“ Not where the green fields in the summer shine.
White was our little dwelling, and around
Were kindred, ancient friends, and countrymen;
Not often did it know a ruder sound
Than when the childlike brook laughed through the glen.
We left our country, and we left our home,
For other stranger lands beyond the sea,
Thou, at the bidding of thy God, to roam,
Strong in thy faith—and I to follow thee. ”

“ An author’s best reward is the good-will of the public; I say his best, for the public has discrimination, and does not zealously, and with one voice, applaud what is unworthy,—therefore, to have won the public good-will, is to have deserved it. I am grateful, and will continue to deserve it.
In the present volume will be found four poems, full of beauty and deep sentiment, by the former lamented Editor: they come now like the scent of the violet after it is withered, and cannot fail of being loved and treasured by all. ”

“ This fountain supplied the great Aqueduct of Carthage; and the Temple, now in ruins, was erected to the tutelar deity of the Spring. The country is singularly lovely, filled with gardens, brooks, giving motion to numerous mills, and white marabets, whose domes show to great advantage amid the dense green foliage. ”