|Bliss Carman, et al., eds. The Worlds Best Poetry.|
Volume III. Sorrow and Consolation. 1904.
|V. Death and Bereavement|
|Walter Savage Landor (17751864)|
|I STROVE 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.|