William Watson Quotes & Sayings

Hate and mistrust are the children of blindness. — William Watson

She is not old, she is not young, The Woman with the Serpent's Tongue. The haggard cheek, the hungering eye, The poisoned words that wildly fly, The famished face, the fevered hand, Who slights the worthiest in the land, Sneers at the just, contemns the brave, And blackens goodness in its grave ... — William Watson

Lord of the golden tongue and smiting eyes; Great out of season and untimely wise: A man whose virtue, genius, grandeur, worth, Wrought deadlier ill than ages can undo. — William Watson

Song is not Truth, not Wisdom, but the rose Upon Truths lips, the light in Wisdom's eyes. — William Watson

April, April
Laugh thy girlish laughter;
Then, the moment after,
Weep thy girlish tears. — William Watson

Deemest thou laborOnly is earnest?Grave is all beauty,Solemn is joy. — William Watson

Best they honor thee
Who honor in thee only what is best. — William Watson

Braying of arrogant brass, whimper of querulous reeds. — William Watson

He saw wan Woman toil with famished eyes; He saw her bound, and strove to sing her free. He saw her fall'n; and wrote "The Bridge of Sighs"; And on it crossed to immortality. — William Watson

Empires dissolve and peoples disappear, song passes not away. — William Watson

Thou hadst, for weary feet, the gift of rest. — 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 ancient seed
On younger soil let fall
Children of Britain's island-breed,
To whom the Mother in her need
Perchance may one day call. — William Watson

Fiat justitia et ruant coeli. Let justice be done, though the heavens may fall. See Ferdinand I 320:1. — William Watson

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. — William Watson

On from room to room I stray,Yet mine Host can ne'er espy,And I know not to this day,Whether guest or captive I. — William Watson

God, eldest of Poets. — William Watson

Too long, that some may rest, tired millions toil unblest. — William Watson

The thirst to know and understand, a large and liberal discontent. — William Watson

His friends he loved. His direst earthly foe - Cats-I believe he did but feign to hate. My hand will miss the insinuated nose, Mine eyes the tail that wagged contempt at Fate. — 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 Again were new. — William Watson

And though circuitous and obscureThe feet of Nemesis how sure! — William Watson

Yes, threadbare seem his songs, to lettered ken - they were worn threadbare next the hearts of men. — William Watson

Personally, I do not believe that we shall have greater armaments in the future than we have had in the past. On the contrary, I believe there will be a gradual diminution in this respect. — 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

We hold our hate too choice a thing, for light and careless lavishing. — William Watson