On His Seventy-fifth Birthday
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.
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The poem for February 2, 2025 is "On His Seventy-fifth Birthday" by Walter Savage Landor.
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.
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