Poems, Dialogues in Verse and Epigrams By Walter Savage Landor: Edited with notes by Charles G. Crump |
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LII. TO AGE.
Welcome, old friend! These many years
Have we lived door by door:
The Fates have laid aside their shears
Perhaps for some few more.
Have we lived door by door:
The Fates have laid aside their shears
Perhaps for some few more.
I was indocil at an age
When better boys were taught,
But thou at length hast made me sage,
If I am sage in aught.
When better boys were taught,
But thou at length hast made me sage,
If I am sage in aught.
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Little I know from other men,
Too little they from me,
But thou hast pointed well the pen
That writes these lines to thee.
Too little they from me,
But thou hast pointed well the pen
That writes these lines to thee.
Thanks for expelling Fear and Hope,
One vile, the other vain;
One's scourge, the other's telescope,
I shall not see again:
One vile, the other vain;
One's scourge, the other's telescope,
I shall not see again:
Rather what lies before my feet
My notice shall engage . .
He who hath braved Youth's dizzy heat
Dreads not the frost of Age.
My notice shall engage . .
He who hath braved Youth's dizzy heat
Dreads not the frost of Age.
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