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

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…

When I was girl by Nilus stream I watched the deserts stars arise; My lover, he who dreamed the Sphi… Learned all his dreaming from eyes… I bore in Greece a burning name,

How can you lie so still? All day… And never a blade of all the green… To show where restlessly you toss… And fling a desperate arm or draw… Stiffened and aching from their lo…

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

Well and If day on day Follows and weary year On year . . . and ever days and ye… Well?

Every day, Every day, Tell the hours By their shadows, By their shadows.

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

Still as On windless nights The moon-cast shadows are, So still will be my heart when I Am dead.

Listen . . . With faint dry sound, Like steps of passing ghosts, The leaves, frost-crisp’d, break f… And fall.

These be three silent things: The falling snow . . . the hour Before the dawn . . . the mouth of… Just dead.

The cold With steely clutch Grips all the land. .alack The little people in the hills Will die!

‘WHY do You thus devise Evil against her?’ ‘For that She is beautiful, delicate; Therefore.’

Madonna, Madonnina Sat by the grey road-side, Saint Joseph her beside, And Our Lord at her breast; Oh they were fain to rest,

Little my lacking fortunes show For this to eat and that to wear; Yet laughing, Soul, and gaily go! An obol pays the Stygian fare. London, 1910