W. H. Davies Quotes

• Qué es esta vida si, llena de cuidados,
  no tenemos tiempo para pararnos y mirar.
  No hay tiempo para estar bajo las ramas
  Y mirar tanto como ovejas o vacas.
  No hay tiempo para ver, cuando pasamos por el bosque,
  donde las ardillas esconden sus nueces en la hierba.
  No hay tiempo para ver, a plena luz del día,
  Arroyos llenos de estrellas, como cielos en la noche.
  No hay tiempo para volverse ante la mirada de la Bella,
  y ver cómo bailan sus pies.
  No hay tiempo para esperar hasta que su boca pueda
  Enriquecer esa sonrisa que sus ojos comenzaron.
  Una pobre vida esta si, llena de cuidados,
  No tenemos tiempo para pararnos y mirar.

  W. H. Davies

  Spiritual, Stars, Eye

  W. H. Davies (2015). “The True Traveller: A Reader”, p.264, Carcanet Press Ltd

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• Qué es esta vida si, llenos de cuidados, no tenemos tiempo para pararnos y mirar.

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  Life, Stress, Humor

  Songs of Joy (1911) "Leisure"

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• No matter where the body is, the mind is free to go elsewhere.

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  Mind, Body, Matter

  William Henry Davies, “The Mind's Liberty”

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• Now shall I walk or shall I ride? 'Ride,' Pleasure said; 'Walk,' Joy replied.

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  Life, Hiking, Joy

  William Henry Davies, “The Best Friend”

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• As long as I love Beauty I am young.

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  Love Is, Long, Young

  William Henry Davies, “Seeking Beauty”

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• I love thee for a heart that’s kind--not for the knowledge in thy mind.

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  Heart, Mind, Kind

  William Henry Davies, “Sweet Stay-At-Home”

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• Teetotallers lack the sympathy and generosity of men that drink.

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  Sympathy, Food, Beer

  Shorter Lyrics of the 20th Century, Introduction

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• I turned my head and saw the wind,
  Not far from where I stood,
  Dragging the corn by her golden hair,
  Into a dark and lonely wood.

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  Lonely, Dark, Hair

  William Henry Davies, “The VILLain”

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• Yes, I will spend the livelong day
  With Nature in this month of May;
  And sit beneath the trees, and share
  My bread with birds whose homes are there;
  While cows lie down to eat, and sheep
  Stand to their necks in grass so deep;
  While birds do sing with all their might,
  As though they felt the earth in flight.

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  Lying, Home, Sheep

  William Henry Davies, “In May”

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• When on a summer's morn I wake,
  And open my two eyes,
  Out to the clear, born-singing rills
  My bird-like spirit flies.
  
  To hear the Blackbird, Cuckoo, Thrush,
  Or any bird in song;
  And common leaves that hum all day
  Without a throat or tongue.
  
  And when Time strikes the hour for sleep,
  Back in my room alone,
  My heart has many a sweet bird's song -
  And one that's all my own.

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  Verano, Canción, Dulce

  William Henry Davies, “When On A Summer's Morn”

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• What sweet, what happy days had I,When dreams made Time Eternity!

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  Dream, Sweet, Happy Day

  W. H. Davies (2015). “The True Traveller: A Reader”, p.234, Carcanet Press Ltd

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• When I had money, money, O! I knew no joy till I went poor; For many a false man as a friend Came knocking all day at my door.

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  Money, Men, Doors

  William Henry Davies, “Money”

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• Fue el arco iris el que te dio a luz, y te dejó todos sus bellos matices.

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  Rainbow, Lovely, Hue

  'Kingfisher' (1910)

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• El placer es una polilla, que duerme de día y baila por la noche bajo el falso resplandor; pero la alegría es una mariposa, que ama desplegar sus alas a la luz de la naturaleza.

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  Sleep, Butterfly, Night

  William Henry Davies, “Joy And Pleasure”

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• Peace to these little broken leaves, That strew our common ground; That chase their tails, like silly dogs, As they go round and round. For though in winter boughs are bare, Let us not once forget Their summer glory, when these leaves Caught the great Sun in their strong net; And made him, in the lower air, Tremble - no bigger than a star!

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  Summer, Dog, Strong

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• But cats to me are strange, so strange I cannot sleep if one is near.

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  Sleep, Cat, Strange

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• And hear the pleasant cockoo, loud and long - The simple bird that thinks two notes a song.

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  Song, Simple, Thinking

  William Henry Davies, “April's Charms”

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• I cannot see the short, white curls
  Upon the forehead of an Ox,
  But what I see them dripping with
  That poor thing's blood, and hear the ax;
  When I see calves and lambs, I see
  Them led to death; I see no bird
  Or rabbit cross the open field
  But what a sudden shot is heard;
  A shout that tells me men aim true,
  For death or wound, doth chill me through.

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  Men, Animal, Blood

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