I strove with none

Walter Savage Landor

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.


As you see the picture,the peaceful life i dream of
(Actually if i do mind this thing,i would be strive in the end,anyway,what i say is bullshit,right）