“Do you remember me? or are you proud?”
Lightly advancing thro’ her star-trimm’d crowd,
Ianthe said, and lookt into my eyes,
“A yes, a yes, to both: for Memory
Where you but once have been must ever be,
And at your voice Pride from his throne must rise.”
(Walter Savage Landor)
More Poetry from Walter Savage Landor:
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- The Evening Star (Walter Savage Landor Poems)
- Late Leaves (Walter Savage Landor Poems)
- On Catullus (Walter Savage Landor Poems)
- On His Seventy-fifth Birthday (Walter Savage Landor Poems)
- God Scatters Beauty (Walter Savage Landor Poems)