Love
On a Poet in a Welsh Churchyard
From Works and Life, ed. Forster, vol. VIII (1876)
Love
Kind souls! who strive what pious hand shall bring
The first-found crocus from reluctant Spring,
Or blow your wintry fingers while they strew
This sunless turf with rosemary and rue,
Bend o'er your lovers first, but mind to save
One sprig of each to trim a poet's grave.
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Landor, Walter Savage. “On a Poet in a Welsh Churchyard.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/landor/364/.
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Landor, Walter Savage. “On a Poet in a Welsh Churchyard.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/landor/364/.
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