Letitia Elizabeth Landon (1802–38,) who published with her initials ‘L.E.L.,’ was an English poet and novelist. She is remembered not only for her high-spirited social life and her mysterious death but also for her verses about passionate love that reveal her lively intelligence and emotional intensity.
Born in London, Landon attended school in Chelsea. Publishing from an early age under her initials ‘L.E.L.’ allowed her to assume the literary persona of an innocent, gentle, and devoted but rejected female lover.
Landon began contributing to Literary Gazette and various Christmas annuals. Her first volume of verse was The Fate of Adelaide (1821.) Capitalizing on her periodical success, Landon’s second volume of verse The Improvisatrice (1824) went through six editions in a year. A steady stream of further volumes ensued, including The Troubadour (1825,) The Golden Violet (1826,) The Venetian Bracelet (1829,) The Vow of the Peacock (1835,) a collection of children’s stories, and Traits and Trials of Early Life (1836.)
Landon captivated London society by her wayward charm. Her works were extremely popular, and she was in great demand as a contributor to magazines and ladies’ gift books and annuals. Her novels included Romance and Reality (1831,) Francesca Carrera (1834,) and Ethel Churchill (1837.)
Landon married George Maclean, then chief administrator of the Cape Coast settlement, present-day Ghana. After arriving in Africa, Landon died in mysterious circumstances from swallowing prussic acid, by either suicide or accident.
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Hard are life’s early steps; and but that youth is buoyant, confident, and strong in hope, men would behold its threshold and despair.
—Letitia Elizabeth Landon
Topics: Youth
No thoroughly occupied man was ever yet very miserable.
—Letitia Elizabeth Landon
Topics: Busy, Occupation, Happiness
Everything that looks to the future elevates human nature; for life is never so low or so little as when occupied with the present.
—Letitia Elizabeth Landon
Topics: Future, The Future
The lover and physician are both popular from the same cause. We talk to them only of ourselves. That, I daresay, was the origin of confession—egotism under the name of religion.
—Letitia Elizabeth Landon
Topics: Talking
Half our forebodings of our neighbors, are but our wishes, which we are ashamed to utter in any other form.
—Letitia Elizabeth Landon
An apt quotation is like a lamp which flings its light over the whole sentence.
—Letitia Elizabeth Landon
Topics: Light, Quotations
It is the inevitable end of guilt that it places its own punishment on a chance which is sure to occur.
—Letitia Elizabeth Landon
Topics: Guilt
Restraint is the golden rule of enjoyment.
—Letitia Elizabeth Landon
Topics: Enjoyment
Enthusiasm is the divine particle in our composition: with it we are great, generous, and true; without it, we are little, false, and mean.
—Letitia Elizabeth Landon
Topics: Enthusiasm
We love music for the buried hopes, the garnered memories, the tender feelings it can summon at a touch.
—Letitia Elizabeth Landon
Topics: Music
The pride of blood has a most important and beneficial influence.—It is much to feel that the high and honorable belong to a name that is pledged to the present by the recollections of the past.
—Letitia Elizabeth Landon
Topics: Ancestry
Who can confess his poverty and look it in the face, destroys its sting: but a proud poor man, he is poor, indeed.
—Letitia Elizabeth Landon
Topics: Poverty
There is in life no blessing like affection; it soothes, it hallows, elevates, subdues, and bringeth down to earth its native heaven: life has nought else that may supply its place.
—Letitia Elizabeth Landon
Topics: Affection
We speak of hope; but is not hope only a more gentle name for fear.
—Letitia Elizabeth Landon
Topics: Hope
Half the noblest passages in poetry are truisms; but these truisms are the great truths of humanity; and he is the true poet who draws them from their fountains in elemental purity, and gives us to drink.
—Letitia Elizabeth Landon
Alas, we make a ladder of our thoughts, where angels step, but sleep ourselves at the foot; our high resolves look down upon our slumbering acts.
—Letitia Elizabeth Landon
Topics: Thought
I frankly confess I have a respect for family pride.—If it be a prejudice, it is prejudice in its most picturesque shape.—But I hold it is connected with some of the noblest feelings in our nature.
—Letitia Elizabeth Landon
Topics: Pride
We need to suffer that we may learn to pity.
—Letitia Elizabeth Landon
Topics: Suffering
The retrospect of youth is often like visiting the grave of a friend whom we have injured, and are prevented by his death from the possibility of making reparation.
—Letitia Elizabeth Landon
Topics: Youth
Ah tell me not that memory sheds gladness over the past; what is recalled by faded flowers save that they did not last?
—Letitia Elizabeth Landon
Topics: Remembrance
It is very pleasant to follow one’s inclinations; but unfortunately, we cannot follow them all: they are like the teeth sown by Cadmus—they spring up, get in each other’s way, and fight.
—Letitia Elizabeth Landon
Praise is sometimes a good thing for the diffident and despondent. It teaches them properly to rely on the kindness of others.
—Letitia Elizabeth Landon
Topics: Praise
Circumstances form the character; but like petrifying waters they harden while they form.
—Letitia Elizabeth Landon
The heart’s hushed secret in the soft dark eye.
—Letitia Elizabeth Landon
If there be any one habit which more than another is the dry rot of all that is high and generous in youth, it is the habit of ridicule.
—Letitia Elizabeth Landon
I have no parting sigh to give, so take my parting smile.
—Letitia Elizabeth Landon
Few save the poor feel for the poor.
—Letitia Elizabeth Landon
Topics: Poverty
What mockeries are our most firm resolves.—To will is ours, but not to execute. We map our future like some unknown coast, and say here is a harbor, there a rock; the one we will attain, the other shun, and we do neither; some chance gale springs up, and bears us far o’er some unfathomed sea.
—Letitia Elizabeth Landon
Habits are the petrefaction of feelings.
—Letitia Elizabeth Landon
Topics: Habit
How disappointment tracks the steps of hope.
—Letitia Elizabeth Landon
Topics: Disappointment
Occupation is one great source of enjoyment. No man, properly occupied, was ever miserable.
—Letitia Elizabeth Landon
Topics: Employment
Hope is love’s happiness, but not its life.
—Letitia Elizabeth Landon
Topics: Hope
Time is the great comforter of grief, but the agency by which it works is exhaustion.
—Letitia Elizabeth Landon
Topics: Grief
It is said that ridicule is the test of truth; but it is never applied except when we wish to deceive ourselves—when if we cannot exclude the light, we would fain draw the curtain before it. The sneer springs out of the wish to deny; and wretched must that state of mind be, that wishes to take refuge in doubt.
—Letitia Elizabeth Landon
O love! thine essence is thy purity! Breathe one unhallowed breath upon thy flame and it is gone forever, and but leaves a sullied vase,—its pure light lost in shame.
—Letitia Elizabeth Landon
Topics: Love
Were it not better to forget than to remember and regret?
—Letitia Elizabeth Landon
Topics: Regret
The powers of Time as a comforter can hardly be overstated; but the agency by which he works is exhaustion.
—Letitia Elizabeth Landon
Music moves us, and we know not why; we feel the tears, but cannot trace their source. Is it the language of some other state, born of its memory? For what can wake the soul’s strong instinct of another world like music?
—Letitia Elizabeth Landon
Topics: Music
Our sympathy is never very deep unless founded on our own feelings. We pity, but do not enter into the grief which we have never felt.
—Letitia Elizabeth Landon
Topics: Sympathy
One of the greatest of all mental pleasures is to have our thoughts often divined; ever entered into with sympathy.
—Letitia Elizabeth Landon
Topics: Sympathy
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