Dying Speech of an Old Philosopher

By Walter Savage Landor 1775–1864
I strove with none, for none was worth my strife:
         Nature I loved, and, next to Nature, Art:
I warm’d both hands before the fire of Life;
         It sinks; and I am ready to depart.

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Poet Walter Savage Landor 1775–1864

POET’S REGION England

SCHOOL / PERIOD Romantic

Subjects Arts & Sciences, Living, Philosophy, Death

Poetic Terms Epigram

 Walter Savage Landor

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As a poet, Walter Savage Landor has enjoyed a permanent minority reputation for the classicism of his epigrams and idyls. He was a seriously emulative classicist and wrote a significant proportion of his poetry in Latin, which was also the original language of some of the long and short poems that he published in English. Indeed, he was deterred from making it his chief medium only by the example of John Milton and the advice of . . .

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SUBJECT Arts & Sciences, Living, Philosophy, Death

POET’S REGION England

SCHOOL / PERIOD Romantic

Poetic Terms Epigram

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Originally appeared in Poetry magazine.

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