2 Quotes by Letitia E. Landon

Dust that never asks in vainHath reclaim'd its own again. Dust, the wide world's king.Where are now the glorious hoursOf a nation's gather'd powers?Like the setting of a star,In the fathomless afar; Time's eternal wingHath around those ruins castThe dark presense of the past.

Mind, what art thou? Dost thou notHold the vast earth for thy lot?In thy toil, how glorious.What dost thou achieve for us,Over all victorious!Godlike thou dost seem.But they perishing still lurksIn thy most immortal works;Thou dost build thy home on sand,And the palace-girdled streamFadeth like a dream.Thy great victories only showAll is nothingness below.