Letitia Elizabeth Landon,
Landon in The Edinburgh Magazine and Literary Miscellany…
(1821)
“ It grew still paler. One whom godless spells Had summon'd from the silence of the grave, Would wear such fixed ghostliness of look— And, in her eyes, unearthly light'ning dwelt, As they caught from the stars, with which she held Communion strange, a portion of their fire.— Her form was wan and wasted, as the soul Had worn its fragile dwelling; when she rais'd Her white arms, they were like the snowy cloud, That, half dissolv'd, hangs on a moonlight sky. ”
