On His Seventy-fifth Birthday
I strove with none; for none was worth my strife, Nature I loved, and next to Nature, Art; I warmed both hands before the fire of life, It sinks, and I am ready to depart.
Credit
This poem is in the public domain.
Author
Walter Savage Landor
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Date Published: 1894-01-01
Source URL: https://poets.org/poem/his-seventy-fifth-birthday