William Watson's Poetry, by title

• "And These--Are These Indeed The Rnd"

  And these—are these indeed the end,
    This grinning skull, this heavy loam?

  8 lines
• "Nay, Bid Me Not My Cares To Leave"

  Nay, bid me not my cares to leave,
    Who cannot from their shadow flee.

  8 lines
• "Scentless Flow'rs I Bring Thee"

  Scentless flow'rs I bring thee—yet
  In thy bosom be they set;

  8 lines
• "The Foresters"

  Clear as of old the great voice rings to-day,
  While Sherwood's oak-leaves twine with Aldworth's bay:

  22 lines
• "Thy voice from Inmost Dreamland Calls"

  Thy voice from inmost dreamland calls;
    The wastes of sleep thou makest fair;

  8 lines
• "Under the dark and piny steep"

  Under the dark and piny steep
  We watched the storm crash by:

  8 lines
• "Well he slumbers, greatly slain"

  Well he slumbers, greatly slain,
  Who in splendid battle dies;

  8 lines
• "When Birds were Songless"

  When birds were songless on the bough
  I heard thee sing.

  8 lines
• A Child's Hair

  A letter from abroad. I tear
  Its sheathing open, unaware

  85 lines
• A Golden Hour

  A beckoning spirit of gladness seemed afloat,
    That lightly danced in laughing air before us:

  18 lines
• A Song Of Three Singers

  I
  Wave and wind and willow-tree

  22 lines
• A Sunset

  Westward a league the city lay, with one
  Cloud's imminent umbrage o'er it: when behold,

  26 lines
• An Epistle: (To N.A.)

  So, into Cornwall you go down,
  And leave me loitering here in town.

  88 lines
• Angelo

  Seven moons, new moons, had eastward set their horns
  Averted from the sun; seven moons, old moons,

  315 lines
• April

  APRIL, April,
  Laugh thy girlish laughter;

  11 lines
• Art Maxims

  Often ornateness
  Goes with greatness;

  18 lines
• At The Grave Of Charles Lamb, In Edmonton

  Not here, O teeming City, was it meet
    Thy lover, thy most faithful, should repose,

  13 lines
• Autumn

  Thou burden of all songs the earth hath sung,
  Thou retrospect in Time's reverted eyes,

  40 lines
• Beauty's Metempsychosis

  That beauty such as thine
  Can die indeed,

  15 lines
• Beethoven

  O Master, if immortals suffer aught
  Of sadness like to ours, and in like sighs

  14 lines
• Changed Voices

  Last night the seawind was to me
  A metaphor of liberty,

  12 lines
• Columbus

  (12TH OCTOBER 1492)
  From his adventurous prime

  33 lines
• Dawn of the Headland

  Dawn - and a magical stillness: on earth, quiescence profound;
  On the waters a vast Content, as of hunger appeased and stayed;

  8 lines
• Dedication Of "The Dream Of Man" To London, My Hostess

  City that waitest to be sung,--
    For whom no hand

  63 lines
• England and Her Colonies

  SHE stands, a thousand-wintered tree,
  By countless morns impearled;

  19 lines
• England My Mother

  I
  England my mother,

  100 lines
• England To Ireland

  Spouse whom my sword in the olden time won me,
    Winning me hatred more sharp than a sword--

  43 lines
• Epigrams

  'Tis human fortune's happiest height to be
    A spirit melodious, lucid, poised, and whole;

  387 lines
• Estrangement

    So, without overt breach, we fall apart,
    Tacitly sunder--neither you nor I

  13 lines
• Felicity

  A squalid, hideous town, where streams run black
  With vomit of a hundred roaring mills,--

  28 lines

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