Albert Durrant Watson
Biography of Albert Durrant Watson
A doctor, astronomer, editor, poet and psychical researcher, Watson was born on 8 January 1859 in Dixie, Canada West (now Ontario), and was the son of William Youle Watson and Mary Ann Aldred. On 23 September 1885 he married Sarah Anne Grimshaw Clare (1861-1937), the daughter of Samuel Clare, in Toronto. They had seven children (two daughters and five sons). Watson died in Toronto on 3 May 1926.
He graduated from Victoria University, and Edinburgh University. He practiced medicine for more than thirty years in the city of Toronto.
He held a series of seances from 1918 to 1920 by medium Louis Benjamin.
Albert Durrant Watson's Works:
"A Hymn for Canada", Canadian Medical Association Journal
The wing of the wild bird and other poems. William Briggs. 1908.
Love and the universe: The immortals, and other poems.... Macmillan. 1913.
Heart Of The Hills: Poems. 1917. reprint. Kessinger Publishing, LLC. 2007
Dream of God: A Poem (1922)
Woman: a poem. Ryerson Press. 1923.
Poetical works. Ryerson Press. 1924.
Bliss Carman, Lorne Pierce, ed. (1954). Canadian poetry in English. Ryerson Press.
Albert Durrant Watson, Lorne Pierce, ed. (1923). Our Canadian literature: representative prose & verse. Ryerson Press.
The twentieth plane: a psychic revelation reported by Albert Durrant Watson. G. W. Jacobs & company. 1919.
Albert Durrant Watson, Louis Benjamin (1920).
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Albert Durrant Watson Poems
Breeze And Billow
A FAIR blue sky, A far blue sea, Breeze o'er the billows blowing! The deeps of night o'er the waters free,
From 'Love And The Universe'
THE voiceless symphony of moor and highland, The rainbow on the mist, The white moon-shield above the slumber-island, The mirror-lake, star-kist,
I KNOW a vale where the oriole swings Her nest to the breeze and the sky, The iris opens her petal wings And a brooklet ripples by;
SPECTRAL, mysterious, flame-like thing Cleaving the western night, Waking from chrysalis-dream to fling Out of thy spirit's long chastening
THE World was builded out of flame and storm. The oak, blast-beaten on the hills, stands forth, Stalwart and strong. The ore is broken, crushed And sifted in the fiery crucible;
EMBLEM of beauty and sorrow, Twine with each wistful to-morrow The past with its memories teeming And all its dear innocent dreaming.
HEIR to the wealth of all the storied past, A thousand generations pour their life Into this heart of mine; 'Twere base indeed if these should be the last,
SAY not to me: 'Cromwell, thou diest.' Save thy timid breath. Do not the wild winds noise it o'er the world? Shall he alone who made God's word his guide
From 'The Hills Of Life'
ERE yet the dawn Pushed rosy fingers up the arch of day And smiled its promise to the voiceless prime, Love sat and patterns wove at life's great loom.
O THOU whose finger-tips, From out the unveiled universe around, Can touch my human lips With harmonies beyond the range of sound;
God And Man
GOD is eternity, the sky, the sea, The consciousness of universal space, The source of energy and living grace, Of life and light, of love and destiny,
SPECTRAL, mysterious, flame-like thing
Cleaving the western night,
Waking from chrysalis-dream to fling
Out of thy spirit's long chastening
Far-flashing streams of light,
Tell us thy thought of the things that are;
How doth the morning sing?
What hast thou seen in the worlds afar?