A short funeral poem also known as ‘Dying Speech of an old Philosopher’, written by 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.


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