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Dying Speech of an Old Philosopher Walter Savage Landor I strove with none, for none was worth my strife: Nature I loved, and, next to Nature, Art: I warm’d both hands before the fire of Life; It sinks; and I am ready to depart. -- p2: defenestrate -- ※ 發信站: 批踢踢實業坊(ptt.cc), 來自: 111.243.3.149 (臺灣) ※ 文章網址: https://www.ptt.cc/bbs/poetry/M.1637417146.A.376.html