Living
"Well He Slumbers, Greatly Slain"
From The Poems of William Watson (1893)
Living
Well he slumbers, greatly slain,
Who in splendid battle dies;
Deep his sleep in midmost main
Pillowed upon pearl who lies.
Ease, of all good gifts the best,
War and wave at last decree:
Love alone denies us rest,
Crueller than sword or sea.
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MLA
Watson, William. “"Well He Slumbers, Greatly Slain".” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/watson/40/.
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Watson, William. “"Well He Slumbers, Greatly Slain".” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/watson/40/.
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