On His Seventy-Fifth Birthday
On His Seventy-Fifth Birthday
Walter Savage Landor
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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Published 1853.
