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To Youth

By Walter Savage Landor

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Where art thou gone, light-ankled Youth? With wing at either shoulder, And smile that never left thy mouth Until the Hours grew colder: Then somewhat seemd to whisper near That thou and I must part; I doubted it; I felt no fear, No weight upon the heart. If aught befell it, Love was by And rolld it off again; So, if there ever was a sigh, T was not a sigh of pain. I may not call thee back; but thou Returnest when the hand Of gentle Sleep waves oer my brow His poppy-crested wand; Then smiling eyes bend over mine, Then lips once pressd invite; But sleep hath given a silent sign, And both, alas! take flight.

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About Walter Savage Landor

Walter Savage Landor (1775–1864) was an English poet and prose writer whose "Imaginary Conversations" and lyric poems are marked by classical restraint and epigrammatic wit. His poem "Rose Aylmer" is one of the most admired short poems in English.

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