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. Twenty Years Hence My Eyes May Grow
2. With Rosy Hand a Little Girl Prest Down
3. Well I Remember How You Smiled
4. Child of a Day
5. Dirce

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