"What is this life if, full of care, we have no time to stand and stare?"
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Davies lands the punch with a deceptively plain question that sounds like common sense until you realize it’s an accusation. “Full of care” isn’t just emotional baggage; it’s the busywork of survival, the anxious bookkeeping of modern life. He frames that condition as a theft: we’ve been robbed of the simplest human privilege, the ability to pause and actually see the world we’re moving through. The line works because it doesn’t sermonize. It shames gently, by making “no time” feel less like an unfortunate scheduling issue and more like a moral failure we’ve normalized.
The subtext is class-conscious and quietly political. Davies wrote as someone who’d lived rough (a tramping life, precarious labor) and later watched industrial Britain accelerate into a culture where productivity posed as virtue. “Care” hints at wages, rent, duty, and the constant low-grade panic of falling behind. The irony is that the people most deprived of leisure are also most told they should be grateful for work itself.
“Stand and stare” is childlike diction, almost embarrassingly simple, and that’s part of the strategy: he reduces “the good life” to an image so basic it becomes hard to argue with. Not “contemplate” or “reflect,” but “stare” - unapologetically unproductive attention. In the early 20th-century context, with urbanization tightening its grip, the line reads less like pastoral nostalgia than a warning: a life optimized for care will eventually forget what it was caring for.
The subtext is class-conscious and quietly political. Davies wrote as someone who’d lived rough (a tramping life, precarious labor) and later watched industrial Britain accelerate into a culture where productivity posed as virtue. “Care” hints at wages, rent, duty, and the constant low-grade panic of falling behind. The irony is that the people most deprived of leisure are also most told they should be grateful for work itself.
“Stand and stare” is childlike diction, almost embarrassingly simple, and that’s part of the strategy: he reduces “the good life” to an image so basic it becomes hard to argue with. Not “contemplate” or “reflect,” but “stare” - unapologetically unproductive attention. In the early 20th-century context, with urbanization tightening its grip, the line reads less like pastoral nostalgia than a warning: a life optimized for care will eventually forget what it was caring for.
Quote Details
| Topic | Live in the Moment |
|---|---|
| Source | Unverified source: Songs of Joy and Others (W. H. Davies, 1911)
Evidence: The line is the opening of W. H. Davies’s poem “Leisure.” The National Library of Wales archival description for the poem states it was first published in Davies’s own book Songs of Joy and Others (London, 1911). This is a primary-work attribution (Davies’s authored collection), though the exact ... Other candidates (2) New Radiant Readers Book Viii compilation95.0% ... W.H. Davies finds such a life poor and meaningless . The poem is arranged in rhyming couplets ; that is pairs of ... George W. Bush (W. H. Davies) compilation42.4% 4 51 in this different kind of war we may never sit down at a peace table but make no |
| Featured | This quote was our Quote of the Day on December 12, 2024 |
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