William Morris Quotes
1834–1896 England
William Morris (24 March 1834 – 3 October 1896) was a British textile designer, poet, novelist, translator, and socialist activist associated with the British Arts and Crafts Movement.
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I love art, and I love history, but it is living art and living history that I love...
Pray but one prayer for me 'twixt thy closed lips,
Think but one thought of me up in the stars.
Wait, wait, till thou hast heard this tale of mine,
Then shalt thou think them devilish or divine.
And reached the treasure set apart of old,
To brood above the hidden heaps of gold.
Now such an one for daughter Creon had
As maketh wise men fools and young men mad.
Speak but one word to me over the corn,
Over the tender, bow'd locks of the corn.
And ever she sung from noon to noon,
Two red roses across the moon.
They hammer'd out my basnet point
Into a round salade.
Come — change ye shall have, for far are ye wending!
The wind is not helpless for any man's need,
Nor falleth the rain but for thistle and weed.
Earth, left silent by the wind of night,
Seems shrunken 'neath the gray unmeasured height.
The heart desires,
The hand refrains,
The Godhead fires,
The soul attains.
And fair with sculptured stories it was wrought,
By lapse of time unto dim ruin brought.
A sorry merchant am I on this day,
E'en as thou willest so must I obey.
Attribution
Quotes and notes from Wikiquote: William Morris (page history), available under CC BY-SA 4.0.