On His Seventy-Fifth Birthday
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.
我和谁都不争,
和谁争我都不屑;
我爱大自然,
其次就是艺术;
我双手烤着,
生命之火取暖;
火萎了,
我也准备走了。
——[英]兰德(杨绛 译)

