Who is Walter Savage Landor

Walter Savage Landor (30 January 1775 – 17 September 1864) was an English writer, poet, and activist. His best known works were the prose Imaginary Conversations, and the poem Rose Aylmer, but the critical acclaim he received from contemporary poets and reviewers was not matched by public popularity. As remarkable as his work was, it was equalled by his rumbustious character and lively temperament. Both his writing and political activism, such as his support for Lajos Kossuth and Giuseppe Garibaldi, were imbued with his passion for liberal and republican causes. He befriended and influenced the next generation of literary reformers such as Charles Dickens and Robert Browning.

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Walter Savage Landor Poems

  • Age
    Death, tho' I see him not, is near
    And grudges me my eightieth year.
    Now, I would give him all these last
    For one that fifty have run past. ...
  • Ah What Avails The Sceptred Race,
    Ah what avails the sceptred race,
    Ah what the form divine!
    What every virtue, every grace!
    Rose Aylmer, all were thine. ...
  • The Poet Who Sleeps
    One day, when I was young, I read
    About a poet, long since dead,
    Who fell asleep, as poets do
    In writing--and make others too. ...
  • Here, Ever Since You Went Abroad,
    Here, ever since you went abroad,
    If there be change, no change I see,
    I only walk our wonted road,
    The road is only walkt by me. ...
  • A Pastoral
    Damon was sitting in the grove
    With Phyllis, and protesting love;
    And she was listening; but no word
    Of all he loudly swore she heard. ...
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Never 38 Love 36 I Love You 36 Away 25 Life 23 Sweet 22 Death 20 Thought 20 Long 20 White 18


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  • Empyreanseries: at the blog, another brief stunning dream-allegory— walter savage landor’s « the dream of petrarca » from « the pentameron ». « when i was younger, i was fond of wandering in solitary places, and never was afraid of slumbering in woods and grottoes. »
  • Elitefitnessah: "we are no longer happy so soon as we wish to be happier." via:
  • Jsief: "unhappily for us, we are insensible of the corruptions that creep yearly into our language." —walter savage landor, imaginary conversations, "archdeacon hare and walter landor"
  • Justice78602373: delay in justice is injustice. —walter savage landor moles claim to be ssr friends
  • Orpheus_laments: god scatters beauty by walter savage landor
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Now, O now, in this brown land
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