Walter Savage Landor
Born in January 30, 1775 / Died in September 17, 1864 / United Kingdom / English
Poems by Walter Savage Landor
Wrinkles
... Sure, they are coming, yes, are come, are here: &emsp ...
Damaetas And Ida
... Damaetas: Must I, why must I, press in vain ...
Cowslips
... But when they droopd their heads and shone much less, &emsp ...
Heartsease
... Heartseaseof all earths flowers most rare ...
Along This Coast I Led The Vacant Hours
... And nipt the stubborn grass and juicier flowers ...
A Poet Leaving Athens
... Be, when you most would crave it, out of reach ...
To Sleep
... COME, Sleep! but mind ye! if you come without ...
Plays
... But when we play the fool, how wide &emsp ...
Advice
... Pleasures there are how close to Pain, ...
Rose Aylmers Hair, Given by Her Sister
... BEAUTIFUL spoils! borne off from vanquishd death! ...
Farewell to Italy
... But thou didst promise this, and all was well ...
To Ianthe
... YOU smild, you spoke, and I believd, ...
An Invocation
... as the feet Of fabled faeries when the sun goes down ...
Aletheia To Phraortes
... The flames were panting after us, their darts Had pierced to many hearts ...
The Hamadryad
... that oak Year after year will bring thee wealth from wax &emsp ...
