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 before the fire of Life;
It sinks, and I am ready to depart.

by Walter Savage Landor (1775-1864)

Centro Sun

作者: Centro Sun



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