Quotes from William Watson

Empires dissolve and peoples disappear, song passes not away.

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

God, eldest of Poets.

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.

Strange the world about me lies, Never yet familiar grown- Still disturbs me with surprise, Haunts me like a face half known. In this house with starry dome, Floored with gemlike plains and seas, Shall I never feel at home, Never wholly be at ease? On from room to room I stray, Yet my Host can ne'er espy, And I know not to this day Whether guest or captive I. So, between the starry dome And the floor of plains and seas, I have never felt at home, Never wholly been at ease.

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.

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

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

Hate and mistrust are the children of blindness.

Let justice be done, though the heavens fall.

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

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

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