Living
Twice Ten Years
From Works and Life, ed. Forster, vol. VIII (1876)
Living
I was not young when first I met
That graceful mien, that placid brow:
All! twice ten years have past, and yet
Near these I am not older now.
Happy how many have been made
Who gazed upon your sunny smile!
I sate as happy in the shade
To hear the voice that could beguile
My sorrow for whate'er I left
In bright Ausonia, land of song,
And felt my breast not quite bereft
Of those home joys cast down so long.
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Landor, Walter Savage. “Twice Ten Years.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/landor/864/.
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Landor, Walter Savage. “Twice Ten Years.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/landor/864/.
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