The after-silence, when the feast is o'er,And void the places where the minstrels stood,Differs in nought from what hath been before,And is nor ill nor good.
Thou hadst, for weary feet, the gift of rest. - William Watson
Thou hadst, for weary feet, the gift of rest.
- William Watson
In this world with starry dome,Floored with gemlike plains and seas,Shall I never feel at home,Never wholly be at ease? - William Watson
In this world with starry dome,Floored with gemlike plains and seas,Shall I never feel at home,Never wholly be at ease?
Best they honor thee Who honor in thee only what is best. - William Watson
Best they honor thee Who honor in thee only what is best.
We hold our hate too choice a thing, for light and careless lavishing. - William Watson
We hold our hate too choice a thing, for light and careless lavishing.
Empires dissolve and peoples disappear, song passes not away. - William Watson
Empires dissolve and peoples disappear, song passes not away.
Too long, that some may rest, tired millions toil unblest. - William Watson
Too long, that some may rest, tired millions toil unblest.
April, April Laugh thy girlish laughter; Then, the moment after, Weep thy girlish tears. - William Watson
April, April Laugh thy girlish laughter; Then, the moment after, Weep thy girlish tears.
A dreamer of the common dreams, A fisher in familiar streams, He chased the transitory gleams That all pursue; But on his lips the eternal themes Aga… - William Watson
A dreamer of the common dreams, A fisher in familiar streams, He chased the transitory gleams That all pursue; But on his lips the eternal themes Aga…
O ye by wandering tempest sown 'Neath every alien star, Forget not whence the breath was blown That wafted you afar! For ye are still her anc… - William Watson
O ye by wandering tempest sown 'Neath every alien star, Forget not whence the breath was blown That wafted you afar! For ye are still her anc…
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