John Davidson (poet)
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- Business – the world's work – is the sale of lies:
Not goods, but trade-marks; and still more and more
In every branch becomes the sale of money.
- Smith (Glasgow: Wilson, 1888) p. 26.
- One must become
Fanatic – be a wedge – a thunder-bolt
To smite a passage through the close-grained world.
- Smith (Glasgow: Wilson, 1888) p. 33.
- Mere by-blows are the world and we,
And time within eternity
A sheer anachronism.
- "Queen Elizabeth's Day", from Fleet Street Eclogues (New York: Dodd, Mead & Co.,  1895) p. 198.
- Farewell the hope that mocked, farewell despair
That went before me still and made the pace.
The earth is full of graves, and mine was there
Before my life began; my resting-place.
- "The Last Journey", from The Testament of John Davidson (London: Grant Richards, 1908) p. 146.
- That minister of ministers,
Imagination, gathers up
The undiscovered Universe,
Like jewels in a jasper cup.
- There is a Dish to hold the Sea, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).
- My feet are heavy now but on I go,
My head erect beneath the tragic years.
- I felt the World a-spinning on its Nave, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).
Ballads and Songs (1894)
- Quotations are cited from the 1st edition (Boston: Copeland & Day, 1894).
- Unwilling friend, let not your spite abate;
Help me with scorn, and strengthen me with hate.
- "To My Enemy", p. 2.
- Seraphs and saints with one great voice
Welcomed that soul that knew not fear.
Amazed to find it could rejoice,
Hell raised a hoarse, half-human cheer.
- "A Ballad of Hell", p. 85.
- And the difficultest job a man can do,
Is to come it brave and meek with thirty bob a week,
And feel that that's the proper thing for you.
It's a naked child against a hungry wolf;
It's playing bowls upon a splitting wreck;
It's walking on a string across a gulf
With millstones fore-and-aft about your neck;
But the thing is daily done by many and many a one.
And we fall, face forward, fighting, on the deck.
- "Thirty Bob a Week", p. 97.