Speak not, move not, but listen, the sky is full of gold. No ripple on the river, no stir in field or fold, All gleams but naught doth glisten, but the far-off unseen sea. Forget days past, heart broken, put… — William Morris Copy Share Image
Love is Enough Love is enough: though the world be a-waning, And the woods have no voice but the voice of complaining, Though the skies be too dark for dim eyes to discover The gold-cups and daisies fair blooming thereunder,… — William Morris Copy Share Image
I can't enter into politico-social subjects with any interest, for on the whole, I see that things are in a muddle, and I have… — William Morris Copy Share Image
...If our houses, or clothes, our household furniture and utensils are not works of art, they are either wretched makeshifts, or, what is worse,… — William Morris Copy Share Image
“Do not be deceived by the outside appearance of order in our plutocratic society. It fares with it as it does with the older… — William Morris Copy Share Image
I do not want art for a few any more than education for a few, or freedom for a few. — William Morris Copy Share Image
I half wish that I had not been born with a sense of romance and beauty in this accursed age. — William Morris Copy Share Image
In Prison Wearily, drearily, Half the day long, Flap the great banners High over the stone; Strangely and eerily Sounds the wind's song, Bending… — William Morris Copy Share Image
“Now let us go, love, down the winding stair, With fingers intertwined...” — William Morris Copy Share Image
Between complete socialism and communism there is no difference whatever in my mind.Communism is in fact the completion of socialism; when that ceases to… — William Morris Copy Share Image
“October O love, turn from the changing sea and gaze, Down these grey slopes, upon the year grown old, A-dying 'mid the autumn-scented haze… — William Morris Copy Share Image
The wind is not helpless for any man's need, Nor falleth the rain but for thistle and weed. — William Morris Copy Share Image
“Have nothing in your house you do not know to be useful or believe to be beautiful.” — William Morris Copy Share Image
