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Man looks at his own bliss, considers it,
Weighs it with curious fingers; and 'tis gone.

— William Watson Epigrams of Art, Life, and Nature (1884)

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Sea that breakest for ever, that breakest and never art broken.

The Father of the Forest and Other Poems (1895)

Braying of arrogant brass, whimper of querulous reeds.

The Father of the Forest and Other Poems (1895)

Hate and mistrust are the children of blindness.

Wordsworth's Grave and Other Poems (1890)

Thou hadst, for weary feet, the gift of rest.

The stars of heaven are free because
In amplitude of liberty
Their joy is to obey the laws.

Lacrymæ Musarum and Other Poems (1893)

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