Arthur William Edgar O'Shaughnessy
Arthur William Edgar O'Shaughnessy Poems
- We Are The Music-Makers We are the music-makers, And we are...
- Ode We are the music-makers, And we are the dreamers of ...
- The Fountain Of Tears If you go over desert and mountain, ...
- Summer Has Come Without The Ro... Has summer come without the ...
- A Love Symphony Along the garden ways just now I heard the ...
- Barcarolle The stars are dimly seen among the shadows of the ...
- I Made Another Garden I made another garden, yea, For my ...
O'Shaughnessy was born on May 14, 1844 in London, England. At the age of seventeen he received the post of transcriber in the library of the British Museum. Two years later at the age of nineteen he was appointed to be an assistant in the natural history department, where he specialized in icthyology. However, his true passion was for literature. He published his Epic of Women in 1870, his first collection. He printed three collections of poetry between 1870 and 1874. When he was thirty he married and did not print any more volumes of poetry for the last seven years of his life. His last volume, Songs of a worker was published after his death the same year.
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We Are The Music-Makers
We are the music-makers,
And we are the dreamers of dreams,
Wandering by lone sea-breakers,
And sitting by desolate streams.
World-losers and world-forsakers,
Upon whom the pale moon gleams;
Yet we are the movers and shakers,
Of the world forever, it seems.
With wonderful deathless ditties
We build up the world's great cities,
And out of a fabulous story
We fashion an empire's glory:
One man with a dream, at pleasure,
Shall go forth and conquer a crown;
And three with a new song's measure
Can trample an empire down.