On His Seventy-Fifth Birthday Poem by Walter Savage Landor

On His Seventy-Fifth Birthday

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

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Alisha Castle 10 February 2016

Beautiful short poetry it is..........

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