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What cometh here from west to east awending? And who are these, the marchers stern and slow? We bear the message that the rich are sending Aback to those who bade them wake and kno…
William Morris was born in Essex and educated at Exeter College, Oxford. He was the founding editor of the Oxford and Cambridge Magazine (1856) in which many of his early poems appear. He was a practising painter (1857-62) and public lecturer on art, architecture and socialism (1877-96). He founded the Kelmscott Press, Hammersmith, in 1890 and was a founding member the same year of the Hammersmith Socialist Society. He helped found the Society for the Protection of Ancient Buildings (1877) which he served as secretary. His designs in things like furniture and fabrics contributed to the Arts and Crafts Movement and changed Victorian taste. He was president of the Birmingham Society of Arts and master of the Art Workers Guild. He found time to produce literary works and early influences on him included the Pre-Raphaelites, Ruskin, Carlyle and Rosetti. He declined a position as a poetry professor at Oxford. A social and moral critic, he gave his first public lecture in 1887 and formed the Socialist league. He died, worn out by his various activities, and was buried at Kelmscott.)
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I KNOW a little garden-close, Set thick with lily and red rose, Where I would wander if I might From dewy morn to dewy night,…
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TRANSLATED FROM THE DANISH. Agnes went through the meadows a-weeping, Fowl are a-singing.…
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Wearily, drearily, Half the day long, Flap the great banners High over the stone;…
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Hear a word, a word in season, for the day is drawing nigh, When the Cause shall call upon us, some to live, and some to die!…
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O treacherous scent, O thorny sight, O tangle of world’s wrong and right, What art thou ’gainst my armour’s gleam But dusky cobwebs of a dream?…
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Through thick Arcadian woods a hunter went, Following the beasts upon a fresh spring day; But since his horn-tipped bow but seldom bent, Now at the noontide nought had happed to sl…
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Laden Autumn here I stand Worn of heart, and weak of hand: Nought but rest seems good to me, Speak the word that sets me free.
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I am Day; I bring again Life and glory, Love and pain: Awake, arise! from death to death Through me the World's tale quickeneth.
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Lo, when we wade the tangled wood, In haste and hurry to be there, Nought seem its leaves and blossoms good, For all that they be fashioned fair.…
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So swift the hours are moving Unto the time unproved: Farewell my love unloving, Farewell my love beloved!…
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Love gives every gift whereby we long to live "Love takes every gift, and nothing back doth give." Love unlocks the lips that else were ever dumb:…
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Upon an eve I sat me down and wept, Because the world to me seemed nowise good; Still autumn was it, & the meadows slept, The misty hills dreamed, and the silent wood…
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am the handmaid of the earth, I broider fair her glorious gown, And deck her on her days of mirth With many a garland of renown.…
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The wind's on the wold And the night is a-cold, And Thames runs chill 'Twixt mead and hill.…
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