Walter Savage Landor

(30 January 1775 – 17 September 1864 / Warwick)

Very True, The Linnets Sing - Poem by Walter Savage Landor

Very true, the linnets sing
Sweetest in the leaves of spring:
You have found in all these leaves
That which changes and deceives,
And, to pine by sun or star,
Left them, false ones as they are.
But there be who walk beside
Autumn's, till they all have died,
And who lend a patient ear
To low notes from branches sere.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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