Walter Savage Landor (Уолтер Сэвидж Лэндор)

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Leaf after leaf drops off, flower after flower,
Some in the chill, some in the warmer hour:
Alike they flourish and alike they fall,
And Earth who nourisht them receives them all.
Should we, her wiser sons, be less content
To sink into her lap when life is spent?

1. With Rosy Hand a Little Girl Prest Down
2. Twenty Years Hence My Eyes May Grow
3. Child of a Day
4. Pleasure! Why Thus Desert the Heart
5. Rose Aylmer

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