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Rose Aylmer, Whom These Wakeful Eyes May Weep, But Never See, A Night Of Memories And Of Sighs I Consecrate To Thee.
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Rose Aylmer, whom these wakeful eyes
May weep, but never see,
A night of memories and of sighs
I consecrate to thee.
-- Walter Savage Landor (1775-1864)
-- Rose Aylmer
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The Siren waits thee, singing song for song.
-- Walter Savage Landor (1775-1864) -- To Robert Browning...
Taken as a whole, the universe is absurd. -- Walter Savage Lando
Past are three summers since she first beheld The ocea
all around the child await Some exclamation of amazement here....
A rose is a rose is a rose.... ----'--,-{@
Shakespeare is not our poet, but the world's,-- Therefore on him no speech!
And brief for thee, Browning! Since Chaucer was alive and hale, No man hath walk'd along our roads with steps So active, so inquiring eye, or tongue So varied in discourse....
People, like nails, lose their effectiveness when they lose direction and begin to bend.
-- Walter Savage Lando...
What's reading but silent conversation?
-- Walter Savage Landor "Aristoteles and Callisthenes" -- Imaginary Conversations (1824-1853)...