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Walter Savage Landor
1775–1864
Best-known poems
Rose Aylmer
Ah, what avails the sceptred race!
Ah, what the form divine!
What every virtue, every grace! …
All poems
(30)
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C
D
F
I
L
M
O
P
R
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T
V
Y
A
3
Alciphron and Leucippe
an ancient chestnut's blossoms threw
Art Criticism
First bring me Raffael, who alone hath seen
Autumn
Mild is the parting year, and sweet
C
1
Children
Children are what the mothers are.
D
1
Dirce
Stand close around, ye Stygian set,
F
2
Farewell
I Strove with none, for none was worth my strife;
Finis
I strove with none, for none was worth my strife.
I
2
Ianthe
From you, Ianthe, little troubles pass
Ianthe's Question
'do you remember me? or are you proud?'
L
1
Late Leaves
The leaves are falling; so am I;
M
3
Macaulay as Poet
The Dreamy rhymer’s measured snore
Man
In his own image the Creator made,
Mother, I cannot mind my Wheel
My fingers ache, my lips are dry:
O
2
Of Clementina
In Clementina's artless mien
On Catullus
Tell me not what too well I know
P
1
Proud Word You Never Spoke
Proud word you never spoke, but you will speak
R
4
Remain!
Remain, ah not in youth alone!
Resignation
Why, why repine, my pensive friend,
Robert Browning
There is delight in singing, though none hear
Rose Aylmer
Ah, what avails the sceptred race!
S
1
Separation
There is a mountain and a wood between us,
T
6
The Life of Flowers
When hath wind or rain
The Maid's Lament
I LOVED him not; and yet now he is gone,
The One White Hair
THE Wisest of the wise
The Shell
From “Gebir,” Book I.
To Youth
Where art thou gone, light-ankled Youth?
Twenty Years hence
Twenty years hence my eyes may grow,
V
2
Verse
Past ruin'd Ilion Helen lives,
Verses, why Burnt
How many verses have I thrown
Y
1
Years
Years, many parti-colour'd years,
Poets of the same era
William Blake
1757–1827
Lord Byron
1788–1824
Percy Bysshe Shelley
1792–1822
William Wordsworth
1770–1850
William Cullen Bryant
1794–1878
Thomas Moore
1779–1852
Sir Walter Scott
1771–1832
John Keats
1795–1821
