Poem by Letitia Elizabeth Landon

Secrets

LIFE has dark secrets; and the hearts are few
That treasure not some sorrow from the world—
A sorrow silent, gloomy, and unknown,
Yet colouring the future from the past.
We see the eye subdued, the practised smile,
The word well weighed before it pass the lip,
And know not of the misery within:
Yet there it works incessantly, and fears
The time to come; for time is terrible,
Avenging, and betraying. 

1. Rosalie
2. The Guerilla Chief
3. Roland’s Tower
4. Sketch of Scenery
5. Sonnet (Green willow! over whom the perilous blast)

Josephine Peabody Secrets ("I have a secret to myself")

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