Walter Savage Landor (Уолтер Сэвидж Лэндор)
Age
Death, tho' I see him not, is near And grudges me my eightieth year. Now, I would give him all these last For one that fifty have run past. Ah! he strikes all things, all alike, But bargains: those he will not strike.
Walter Savage Landor’s other poems:
Poetry In English недавно публиковал (посмотреть все)
- English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. Indifference. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн. - 21 сентября, 2022
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- English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. In June. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн. - 21 сентября, 2022