In the morn of life we are alert, we are heated in its noon, and only in its decline do we repose. — Walter Savage Landor Copy Share Image
“Death stands above me, Whispering low I know not what into my ear. ” — Walter Savage Landor Copy Share Image
I warmed both hands before the fire of life; It sinks, and I am ready to depart. — Walter Savage Landor Copy Share Image
Those who in living fill the smallest space, In death have often left the greatest void. — Walter Savage Landor Copy Share Image
To my ninth decade I have totter'd on, And no soft arm bends now my steps to steady; She, who once led… — Walter Savage Landor Copy Share Image
The happiest of pillows is not that which love first presses! it is that which death has frowned on and passed over. — Walter Savage Landor Copy Share Image
Death stands above me, whispering low I know not what into my ear; Of his strange language all I know Is, there… — Walter Savage Landor Copy Share Image
Life and death appear more certainly ours than whatsoever else; and yet hardly can that be called ours, which comes without our… — Walter Savage Landor Copy Share Image
“ Dying Speech of an Old Philosopher I strove with none, for none was worth my strife. Nature I loved, and, next… — Walter Savage Landor Copy Share Image
In the hours of distress and misery, the eyes of every mortal turn to friendship; in the hours of gladness and conviviality,… — Walter Savage Landor Copy Share Image
Whatever is worthy to be loved for anything is worthy of preservation. A wise and dispassionate legislator, if any such should ever… — Walter Savage Landor Copy Share Image
“I loved him not; and yet, now he is gone, I feel I am alone. I check’d him while he spoke; yet,… — Walter Savage Landor Copy Share Image
Ah what avails the sceptred race, Ah what the form divine! What every virtue, every grace! Rose Aylmer, all were thine. Rose Aylmer, whom… — Walter Savage Landor Copy Share
No ashes are lighter than those of incense, and few things burn out sooner. — Walter Savage Landor Copy Share
As there are some flowers which you should smell but slightly to extract all that is pleasant in them ... so there are some… — Walter Savage Landor Copy Share
States, like men, have their growth, their manhood, their decrepitude, their decay. — Walter Savage Landor Copy Share
The only effect of public punishment is to show the rabble how bravely it can be borne; and that every one who hath lost… — Walter Savage Landor Copy Share
Every great writer is a writer of history, let him treat on almost what subject he may. — Walter Savage Landor Copy Share
The habit of pleasing by flattery makes a language soft; the fear of offending by truth makes it circuitous and conventional. — Walter Savage Landor Copy Share
We care not how many see us in choler, when we rave and bluster, and make as much noise and bustle as we can;… — Walter Savage Landor Copy Share
Whatever is worthy to be loved for anything is worthy of preservation. A wise and dispassionate legislator, if any such should ever arise among… — Walter Savage Landor Copy Share
The present, like a note in music, is nothing but as it appertains to what is past and what is to come. — Walter Savage Landor Copy Share
