William Bell Scott
William Bell Scott Poems
- Love And Death ‘Open the door! Thou canst not understand My ...
- Art For Art’s Sake ‘Art for art's sake,’—very well, Your ...
- Dante And Beatrice Ah, did she pass so coldly by The ...
- A Ghost In the first watch of the night, One candle all my ...
- Elijah The widow heard Elijah's tread, She heard his staff ...
- Morning Sleep Another day hath dawned Since, hastily and ...
- Raphael’s Madonna Di San Sisto Once and once only, and no ...
William Bell Scott (12 September 1811 – 22 November 1890), British poet and artist, son of Robert Scott (1777-1841), the engraver, and brother of David Scott, the painter, was born in Edinburgh.
While a young man he studied art and assisted his father, and he published verses in the Scottish magazines. In 1837 he went to London, where he became sufficiently well known as an artist to be appointed in 1844 master of the government school of design at Newcastle-on-Tyne. He held the post for twenty years, and did good work in organizing art-teaching and examining under the Science and Art Department.
He did much fine decorative work, too, on his own account, notably at ... more »
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Love And Death
‘Open the door! Thou canst not understand
My mission, thou spoilt child of many a god,
Thou who dost claim the heart for thy abode;
Open the door, lest I put forth my hand
And touch thee too, or give such dire command
To thy vile brother, Hatred,—now I hear
The quills of thy unquiet wings with fear
Quiver against thy flanks: no more withstand.’
‘Oh Death, why comest thou so soon so far?
Why comest thou before the appointed hour?
I shall not make way for a fate so dire.’
‘Poor child, I pass despite thy bolt and bar,
The torch lit here to grace the bridal ...