The Poems of William Watson

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New York MACMILLAN AND CO. AND LONDON 1893
Norwood Press J.S. Cushing & Co.—Berwick & Smith. Boston, Mass., U.S.A.
MISCELLANEOUS— PRELUDE AUTUMN WORLD-STRANGENESS WHEN BIRDS WERE SONGLESS THE MOCK SELF THY VOICE FROM INMOST DREAMLAND CALLS IN LALEHAM CHURCHYARD THE FLIGHT OF YOUTH NAY, BID ME NOT MY CARES TO LEAVE A CHILD'S HAIR THE KEY-BOARD SCENTLESS FLOW'RS I BRING THEE ON LANDOR'S HELLENICS To —— ON EXAGGERATED DEFERENCE TO FOREIGN LITERARY OPINION ENGLAND TO IRELAND MENSIS LACRIMARUM UNDER THE DARK AND PINY STEEP THE BLIND SUMMIT TO LORD TENNYSON SKETCH OF A POLITICAL CHARACTER ART MAXIMS THE GLIMPSE THE BALLAD OF THE BRITAIN'S PRIDE LINES THE RAVEN'S SHADOW LUX PERDITA ENGLAND AND HER COLONIES HISTORY THE EMPTY NEST IRELAND THE LUTE-PLAYER AND THESE—ARE THESE INDEED THE END THE RUSS AT KARA LIBERTY REJECTED LIFE WITHOUT HEALTH TO A FRIEND, CHAFING AT ENFORCED IDLENESS FROM INTERRUPTED HEALTH WELL HE SLUMBERS, GREATLY SLAIN AN EPISTLE TO AUSTIN DOBSON TO EDWARD CLODD TO EDWARD DOWDEN FELICITY VER TENEBROSUM, SONNETS OF MARCH AND APRIL 1885— THE SOUDANESE HASHEEN THE ENGLISH DEAD GORDON GORDON (concluded) THE TRUE PATRIOTISM RESTORED ALLEGIANCE THE POLITICAL LUMINARY FOREIGN MENACE HOME-ROOTEDNESS OUR EASTERN TREASURE REPORTED CONCESSIONS NIGHTMARE LAST WORD: TO THE COLONIES EPIGRAMS WORDSWORTH'S GRAVE LACHRYMÆ MUSARUM DEDICATION OF THE DREAM OF MAN THE DREAM OF MAN SHELLEY'S CENTENARY A GOLDEN HOUR AT THE GRAVE OF CHARLES LAMB LINES IN A FLYLEAF OF CHRISTABEL LINES TO OUR NEW CENSOR RELUCTANT SUMMER THE GREAT MISGIVING THE THINGS THAT ARE MORE EXCELLENT BEAUTY'S METEMPSYCHOSIS ENGLAND MY MOTHER NIGHT THE FUGITIVE IDEAL THE FORESTERS SONG COLUMBUS THE PRINCE'S QUEST ANGELO THE QUESTIONER THE RIVER CHANGED VOICES A SUNSET A SONG OF THREE SINGERS LOVE'S ASTROLOGY THREE FLOWERS THREE ETERNITIES LOVE OUTLOVED VANISHINGS BEETHOVEN GOD-SEEKING SKYFARING
The mighty poets from their flowing store Dispense like casual alms the careless ore; Through throngs of men their lonely way they go, Let fall their costly thoughts, nor seem to know.— Not mine the rich and showering hand, that strews The facile largess of a stintless Muse. A fitful presence, seldom tarrying long, Capriciously she touches me to song— Then leaves me to lament her flight in vain, And wonder will she ever come again.