Living
Ah, vain, thrice vain in the end, thy hate and rage
From The Poems of William Watson (1893)
Living
Ah, vain, thrice vain in the end, thy hate and rage,
And the shrill tempest of thy clamorous page.
True poets but transcendent lovers be,
And one great love-confession poesy.
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Watson, William. “Ah, vain, thrice vain in the end, thy hate and rage.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/watson/88/.
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Watson, William. “Ah, vain, thrice vain in the end, thy hate and rage.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/watson/88/.
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