William Watson Poems
- April April, April, Laugh thy girlish laughter; Then, the...
- Song APRIL, April, Laugh thy girlish laughter; Then, the ...
- England And Her Colonies SHE stands, a thousand-wintered ...
- A Golden Hour A beckoning spirit of gladness seemed ...
- Night In the night, in the night, When thou liest ...
- Wordsworth's Grave I The old rude church, with bare, bald ...
- A Sunset Westward a league the city lay, with one Cloud's ...
Sir William Watson (1858 – 1935), was an English poet, popular in his time for the political content of his verse. He was born in Burley, in West Yorkshire.
He was very much on the traditionalist wing of English poetry. He was a prolific poet of the 1890s, and a contributor to The Yellow Book, without 'decadent' associations. He was also a defender of Alfred, Lord Tennyson, as he dropped out of fashion. On Tennyson's death, Watson was a strong candidate for Poet Laureate but his earlier opposition to the Boer War had made him politically unsuitable and he was passed over for Alfred Austin. more »
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Laugh thy girlish laughter;
Then, the moment after,
Weep thy girlish tears!
April, that mine ears
Like a lover greetest,
If I tell thee, sweetest,
All my hopes and fears,
Laugh thy golden laughter,
But, the moment after,
Weep thy golden tears!