Potential Titles: William Watson

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Rise radiant in clarity - William Watson "Art Maxims"

Retrospect in Time's reverted eyes - William Watson "Autumn"

Presence yet more fugitive and frail - William Watson "Autumn"

August's panting heart of fire - William Watson "Autumn"

Attune their wild and wizard lyre - William Watson "Autumn"

Woods of gold and skies of grey - William Watson "Autumn"

Vexed with phantoms old - William Watson "The Blind Summit"

And clouds shut out the view - William Watson "The Blind Summit"

The eternal landscape of the Real and True - William Watson "The Blind Summit"

Where gentian flowers make mimic sky - William Watson "A Child's Hair"

Vineyards steeped in ardent hours - William Watson "A Child's Hair"

Impale the sky on silver spears - William Watson "A Child's Hair"

Whose wellsprings fail or flow defiled - William Watson "A Child's Hair"

Wild light at golden intervals - William Watson "The Empty Nest"

For the ache your absence leaves - William Watson "The Empty Nest"

Hatred more sharp than a sword - William Watson "England to Ireland"

Anger that nothing assuages - William Watson "England to Ireland"

Daughter of all the implacable ages - William Watson "England to Ireland"

One in transgression and one in remorse - William Watson "England to Ireland"

A rock to the elements bare - William Watson "England to Ireland"

A legend emptied of concern - William Watson "Estrangement"

One last light of rapture give - William Watson "The Flight of Youth"

At the hushed brink of twilight - William Watson "The Frontier"

Some solemn journeying phantom - William Watson "The Frontier"

'Twixt the gold hour and the grey - William Watson "The Frontier"

A brief pause of labour's sullen wheel - William Watson "The Glimpse"

The street's dead dust and factory's frown - William Watson "The Glimpse"

Mountains pillaring the perfect sky - William Watson "The Glimpse"

Sweep the dust of aeons in our eyes - William Watson "History"

That remember not their awful thrones - William Watson "History"

Impede the slow steps of the pompous ages - William Watson "History"

Fen-fire that conducts her to her doom - William Watson "Ireland (December 1, 1890)"

The ocean would as soon entreat the moon - William Watson "Liberty Rejected"

Nor let the grass of tarrying grow - William Watson "Lines (with a Volume of the Author's Poems Sent to M.R.C.)"

Passed at midnight from her portal - William Watson "The Lute-Player"

The wandering gleam that beckons and betrays - William Watson "Lux Perdita"

Who cannot from their shadow flee - William Watson "Nay, Bid Me Not My Cares to Leave"

Disputes this Desolation's reign - William Watson "Night on Curbar Edge, Derbyshire"

Where time by aeons reckons - William Watson "Night on Curbar Edge, Derbyshire"

Encamped on Night's waste plain - William Watson "Night on Curbar Edge, Derbyshire"

Listens at Fate's door - William Watson "Night on Curbar Edge, Derbyshire"

And share the overflowing Sun - William Watson "Ode in May"

Children of splendour and flame - William Watson "Ode in May"

One flash of Byron's lightning - William Watson "On Exaggerated Deference to Foreign Literary Opinion"

Flake of night drifting in the eye of day - William Watson "The Raven's Shadow"

And the bird becomes a thought - William Watson "The Raven's Shadow"

And the thought becomes a dream - William Watson "The Raven's Shadow"

Veins of midnight flaw the morn - William Watson "The Raven's Shadow"

Falter out of tune and time - William Watson "The Raven's Shadow"

Clasps creation with his claws - William Watson "The Raven's Shadow"

Whose wings shed terror and a plague - William Watson "The Russ at Kara"

Who capture by refraining from pursuit - William Watson "Sketch of a Political Character"

Lay fiery siege to the embattled world - William Watson "Sketch of a Political Character"

And die by all regretted - William Watson "Sketch of a Political Character"

For future uses hoarding present force - William Watson "Sketch of a Political Character"

The riches of the whole world's rhyme - William Watson "To Lord Tennyson"

And touch the skirts and fringes of your fame - William Watson "To Lord Tennyson"

And leap out of the shattered sky - William Watson "Under the Dark and Piny Steep"


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