Poem by Walter Savage Landor

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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. Twenty Years Hence My Eyes May Grow
2. Idle Words
3. Leaf after Leaf Drops off, Flower after Flower
4. Well I Remember How You Smiled
5. A Pastoral

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