The Poems of Sir William Watson | ||
A WORD WITH FORTUNE
I never ask to live and bask
In sunlight splendid.
I take my share of foul and fair
Till life be ended.
In sunlight splendid.
I take my share of foul and fair
Till life be ended.
When knaves prevail I do not wail
And rend my raiment.
I bide the day when haply they
Shall reap due payment.
And rend my raiment.
I bide the day when haply they
Shall reap due payment.
I nurse no spleen 'gainst Powers unseen,
Ev'n if they leave me
Torn to and fro 'twixt bliss and woe
Till Earth receive me.
Ev'n if they leave me
Torn to and fro 'twixt bliss and woe
Till Earth receive me.
The Poems of Sir William Watson | ||