Walter Savage Landor
Walter Savage Landor
Walter Savage Landorwas an English writer and poet. 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...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth30 January 1775
life sweet eye
Many love music but for music's sake, Many because her touches can awake Thoughts that repose within the breast half-dead, And rise to follow where she loves to lead. What various feelings come from days gone by! What tears from far-off sources dim the eye! Few, when light fingers with sweet voices play, And melodies swell, pause, and melt away, Mind how at every touch, at every tone, A spark of life hath glistened and hath gone.
kissing eyelashes tears
It is delightful to kiss the eyelashes of the beloved--is it not? But never so delightful as when fresh tears are on them.
eye men snow
Little men build up great ones, but the snow colossus soon melts; the good stand under the eye of God, and therefore stand.
eye criticism sides
The eyes of critics, whether in commending or carping, are both on one side, like a turbot's.
memories eye night
Ah what avails the sceptred race, Ah what the form divine! What every virtue, every grace! Rose Aylmer, all were thine. Rose Aylmer, whom these wakeful eyes May weep, but never see, A night of memories and of sighs I consecrate to thee.
gratitude sweet eye
In the hours of distress and misery, the eyes of every mortal turn to friendship; in the hours of gladness and conviviality, what is our want? It is friendship. When the heart overflows with gratitude, or with any other sweet or sacred sentiment, what is the word to which it would give utterance? A friend.
politics argument truth-prevails
In argument, truth always prevails finally; in politics, falsehood always.
stupid practice religion
The most pernicious of absurdities is that weak, blind, stupid faith is better than the constant practice of every human virtue.
We think that we suffer from ingratitude, while in reality we suffer from self-love.
fading grave power rest transient
Ambition has but one reward for all: A little power, a little transient fame; A grave to rest in, and a fading name!
Ambition is but avarice on stilts, and masked.
mind
An ingenuous mind feels in unmerited praise the bitterest reproof.
easy few leading life within
There is no easy path leading out of life, and few easy ones that lie within it.
ridicule
Ridicule has followed the vestiges of truth, but never usurped her place.