Walter Savage Landor

30 January 1775 – 17 September 1864 / Warwick

I Wander O'Er The Sandy Heath

I wander o'er the sandy heath
Where the white rush waves high,
Where adders close before me wreath
And tawny kites sail screaming by.
Alone I wander; I alone
Could love to wander there;
'But wherefore!' let my church-yard stone
Look toward Tawy and declare.
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