[New-Poetry] Philosopher/philosophy poems

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Dying Speech of an Old Philosopher


I stove with none, for none was worth my strife:
   Nature I loved, and, next to Nature, Art:
I warmed both hands before the fire of Life;
   It sinks; and I am ready to depart.



—Walter Savage Landor

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