Walter Savage Landor

(30 January 1775 – 17 September 1864 / Warwick)

Dying Speech Of An Old Philosopher - Poem by Walter Savage Landor

I strove with none, for none was worth my strife:
Nature I loved, and, next to Nature, Art:
I warm'd both hands before the fire of Life;
It sinks; and I am ready to depart.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

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