Walter Savage Landor (Уолтер Сэвидж Лэндор)

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Past ruin'd Ilion Helen lives,
  Alcestis rises from the shades;
Verse calls them forth; 'tis verse that gives
  Immortal youth to mortal maids.

Soon shall Oblivion's deepening veil
  Hide all the peopled hills you see,
The gay, the proud, while lovers hail
  These many summers you and me.

1. The Gates of Fame and of the Grave
2. With Rosy Hand a Little Girl Prest Down
3. Yes; I Write Verses Now and Then
4. Proud Word You Never Spoke, But You Will Speak
5. Idle Words

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