The Heart's Omens



I felt my sorrow ere it came,
    As storms are felt on high,
Before a single cloud denote
    Their presence on the sky.

The heart has omens deep and true,
    That ask no aid from words;
Like viewless music from the harp,
    With none to wake its chords.

Strange, subtle, are these mysteries,
    And linked with unknown powers,
Marking mysterious links that bind
    The spirit world to ours.

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From Ethel Churchill, Volume 2

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Submitted by Madeleine Quinn on February 13, 2025

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Scheme XAXA XXXX XBXB
Closest metre Iambic tetrameter
Characters 409
Words 81
Stanzas 3
Stanza Lengths 4, 4, 4

Letitia Elizabeth Landon

 · 1802 · Chelsea

Letitia Elizabeth Landon was an English poet. Born 14th August 1802 at 25 Hans Place, Chelsea, she lived through the most productive period of her life nearby, at No.22. A precocious child with a natural gift for poetry, she was driven by the financial needs of her family to become a professional writer and thus a target for malicious gossip (although her three children by William Jerdan were successfully hidden from the public). In 1838, she married George Maclean, governor of Cape Coast Castle on the Gold Coast, whence she travelled, only to die a few months later (15th October) of a fatal heart condition. Behind her post-Romantic style of sentimentality lie preoccupations with art, decay and loss that give her poetry its characteristic intensity and in this vein she attempted to reinterpret some of the great male texts from a woman’s perspective. Her originality rapidly led to her being one of the most read authors of her day and her influence, commencing with Tennyson in England and Poe in America, was long-lasting. However, Victorian attitudes led to her poetry being misrepresented and she became excluded from the canon of English literature, where she belongs. more…

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