With night’s Dim veil and blue I will cover my eyes, I will bind close my eyes that are So weary.

Fugitive, wistful, Pausing at edge of her going, Autumn, the maiden, turns, Leans to the earth with ineffable Gesture. Ah, more than

No guile? Nay, but so strangely He moves among us. . Not this Man but Barabbas! Release to us Barabbas!

Three grey women walk with me Fate and Grief and Memory. My fate brought grief; my grief mu… With me through Eternity, Such thy power, memory.

Art thou Not kin to him Who loved Mark’s wife and both Died for it? O, thou harper in Green woods?

As I went, as I went Over the mountains, I heard, I heard, Through cloud-wreath and mist, A hound that was baying -

All day, all day I brush My golden strands of hair; All day I wait and wait.. Ah, who is there? Who calls? Who calls? The gold

You nor I nor nobody knows Where our daily-taken breath Vanisheth and vanisheth: Where our lost breath’s flying goe… You nor I nor nobody knows.

If it Were lighter touch Than petal of flower resting On grass, oh still too heavy it we… Too heavy!

‘Boy, lying Where the long grass Edges the pool’s brim, What do you watch There in the water? The blue

In your Curled petals what ghosts Of blue headlands and seas, What perfumed immortal breath sigh… Of Greece.

So may you sleep alway, My baby, my dear son: Amen, Amen, Amen. My baby, my dear son.

Grey gaolers are my griefs That will not let me free; The bitterness of tears Is warder unto me. I may not leap or run;

Thou hast Drawn laughter from A well of secret tears And thence so elvish it rings, –mo… And sweet.

JUST now, Out of the strange Still dusk . . . as strange, as st… A white moth flew . . . Why am I… So cold?