The Fate of Adelaide, a Swiss Romantic Tale; and Other Poems
FATE OF ADELAIDE,
A SWISS ROMANTIC TALE;
LETITIA ELIZABETH LANDON
JOHN WARREN, OLD BOND STREET.
TO MRS. SIDDONS.
The sanction of a Lady so long distinguished for brilliant talents, has to me, indeed, been the greatest encouragement. Ever accustomed to look up to Mrs. Siddons as the perfection of all that is beautiful and sublime in poetry, I cannot express how gratified I feel in being allowed to bring my first offering to a shrine so much venerated. However unworthy I may be of the high honour conferred, it could nor be more gratefully appreciated than by one, whose admiration and respect, can, Madam, only be equalled by her gratitude.
L. E. L.
The appeal of so young a Candidate for public favour as myself, must be made less to the candour, than to the kindness of my judges. Well aware that, like the fountain of youth of which we read in the Fairy Tales of the East, the bright springs of poetry may he drank but by few; and that the path we fondly deemed led to immortality, too often terminates in the waters of oblivion—I dare only intreat gentle visitings, for the alight plant thus adventured in open daylight; and look forward to its fate with fear, rather than with hope that it will blossom to maturity.