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Walter Savage Landor

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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.

About the poet
Walter Savage Landor
 
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Remain!
Absence
Of Clementina
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Dirce
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