My songs to sell, sweet maid! I pray you buy. Here’s one will win a lady’s tears… Here’s one will make her gay, Here’s one will charm your true lo…

Behold her, Running through the waves Eager to reach the land; The water laps her, Sun and wind are on her,

Avis, the fair, at dawn Rose lightly from her bed, Herself arrayed, Avis, the fait, the maid, In vestiment of lawn;

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

In a cave born (Mary said) In a cave is My Son buried

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

Fate Defied As it Were tissue of silver I’ll wear, O fate, thy grey, And go mistily radiant, clad

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

With swift Great sweep of her Magnificent arm my pain Clanged back the doors that shut m… From life.

But me They cannot touch, Old age and death. .the strange And ignominious end of old Dead folk!

Was it love breathed on us as on t… Dawn breathes for a short space an… Or loved we never at all who but m… With too dim vision the guarded my… Were we unfaithful or were we unwi…

As it Were tissue of silver I’ll wear, O Fate, thy grey, And go mistily radiant, clad Like the moon.

Not spring’s Thou art, but hers, Most cool, most virginal, Winter’s, with thy faint breath, t… Rose-tinged.

If illness’ end be health regained… Will pay you, Asculapeus, when I…

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