Não lutei com ninguém; nada valia a lida.
Amei a natureza, e, tanto quanto, a arte;
As mãos, estas aqueci no fogo da vida
Que naufraga; estou pronto para o desate.

Trad.: Nelson Santander

Walter Savage Landor – Dying Speech of an Old Philosopher

I strove with none, for none was worth my strife:
Nature I loved, and, next to Nature, Art:
I warm’d both hands before the fire of Life;
It sinks; and I am ready to depart.