On His Seventy-fifth Birthday
I strove with none, for none was worth my strife.
Nature I loved, and, next to nature, Art;
I warm’d both hands befor[……]
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Dying Speech of an Old Philosopher
On His Seventy-fifth Birthday
I strove with none, for none was worth my strife.
Nature I loved, and, next to nature, Art;
I warm’d both hands befor[……]