Treasure Island

William Watson

(1858-1935 / England)

Art Maxims


Often ornateness
Goes with greatness;
Oftener felicity
Comes of simplicity.

Talent that's cheapest
Affects singularity.
Thoughts that dive deepest
Rise radiant in clarity.

Life is rough:
Sing smoothly, O Bard.
Enough, enough,
To have _found_ life hard.

No record Art keeps
Of her travail and throes.
There is toil on the steeps,--
On the summits, repose.

Submitted: Saturday, April 10, 2010
Edited: Saturday, May 07, 2011

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