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Landor,
Walter Savage
. English writer and poet
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 Email Poem
Rose Aylmer
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Written by:
Walter Savage
Landor
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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 sighs
I consecrate to thee.
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