Walter Savage Landor

(30 January 1775 – 17 September 1864 / Warwick)

Walter Savage Landor Poems

1. She I Love (Alas in Vain!) 5/28/2015
2. Age 5/14/2015
3. Little Aglaë 4/16/2010
4. Hyperbion 4/16/2010
5. Lines To A Dragon Fly 4/16/2010
6. Macaulay 4/16/2010
7. Verses Why Burnt 4/16/2010
8. On The Death Of M. D’ossoli And His Wife Margaret Fuller 4/16/2010
9. Plays 4/16/2010
10. How To Read Me 4/16/2010
11. Man 4/16/2010
12. Judge And Thief 4/16/2010
13. To Youth 4/16/2010
14. I Wander O'Er The Sandy Heath 4/16/2010
15. Soon, O Ianthe! Life Is O'Er 1/3/2003
16. Shakespeare And Milton 4/16/2010
17. The Death Of Artemidora 4/16/2010
18. The Hamadryad 4/16/2010
19. Theron And Zoe 4/16/2010
20. To A Cyclamen 4/16/2010
21. Thrasymedes And Eunoe 4/16/2010
22. There Falls With Every Wedding Chime 4/16/2010
23. For An Epitaph At Fiesole 4/16/2010
24. Overture 4/16/2010
25. To Sleep 4/16/2010
26. Farewell To Italy 4/16/2010
27. Gebir 4/16/2010
28. Last Lines 4/16/2010
29. The Appeal 4/16/2010
30. The Test 4/16/2010
31. Ianthe! You Are Call'D To Cross The Sea! 1/3/2003
32. From “myrtis” 4/16/2010
33. In After Time 4/16/2010
34. Wrinkles 4/16/2010
35. To Ianthe 4/16/2010
36. On Music 4/16/2010
37. The Chrysolites And Rubies Bacchus Brings 1/3/2003
38. On The Conflagration Of The Po 4/16/2010
39. On The Descent Into Hell Of Ezzelino Di Napoli 4/16/2010
40. Myrtis 4/16/2010
Best Poem of Walter Savage Landor

You Smiled, You Spoke, And I Believed

You smiled, you spoke, and I believed,
By every word and smile deceived.
Another man would hope no more;
Nor hope I what I hoped before:
But let not this last wish be vain;
Deceive, deceive me once again!

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On Catullus

Tell me not what too well I know
About the bard of Sirmio.
Yes, in Thalia’s son
Such stains there are—as when a Grace
Sprinkles another’s laughing face
With nectar, and runs on.

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