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Walter Savage Landor
30 January 1775 – 17 September 1864 / Warwick
Rose Aylmer
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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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