Walter Savage Landor

(30 January 1775 – 17 September 1864 / Warwick)

Walter Savage Landor Poems

1. You smiled, you spoke, and I believed 1/3/2003
2. Death Stands Above Me, Whispering Low 1/3/2003
3. Dying Speech of an Old Philosopher 1/3/2003
4. Absence 1/4/2003
5. I Strove with None 1/3/2003
6. Autumn 1/4/2003
7. In spring and summer winds may blow 1/3/2003
8. Child of a Day 1/3/2003
9. On His Seventy-fifth Birthday 4/16/2010
10. Mother, I cannot mind my Wheel 1/4/2003
11. Do you Remember me? or are you Proud? 1/3/2003
12. On His Eightieth Birthday 1/3/2003
13. Rose Aylmer 1/3/2003
14. Dirce 1/3/2003
15. Proud Word You Never Spoke 1/3/2003
16. Acon and Rhodope 1/3/2003
17. One Lovely Name 1/3/2003
18. Alciphron and Leucippe 1/3/2003
19. Years 1/3/2003
20. The Maid's Lament 1/3/2003

Lately our poets

Lately our poets loiter'd in green lanes,
Content to catch the ballads of the plains;
I fancied I had strength enough to climb
A loftier station at no distant time,
And might securely from intrusion doze
Upon the flowers thro' which Ilissus flows.
In those pale olive grounds all voices cease,
And from afar dust fills the paths of Greece.
My sluber broken and my doublet torn,

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