Oh Lady, let the sad tears fall To speak thy pain, Gently as through the silver dusk The silver rain. Oh, let thy bosom breathe its grie…

THE old Old winds that blew When chaos was, what do They tell the clattered trees that… Should weep?

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

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…

Keep thou Thy tearless watch All night but when blue-dawn Breathes on the silver moon, then… Then weep!

Not thou, White rose, but thy Ensanguined sister is The dear companion of my heart’s Shed blood.

I have minded me Of the noon-day brightness, And the cricket’s drowsy Singing in the sunshine. . I have minded me

What words Are left thee then Who hast squandered on thy Forgetfulness eternity’s I Love?

A flickering light near spent Her pale hand bore. Have you seen Angelique? Will she know the place Dead feet must find,

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

Seen on a night in November How frail Above the bulk Of crashing water hangs, Autumn, evanescent, wan,

He comes from Mass early in the m… The sky’s the very blue Madonna w… The air’s alive with gold! Mark y… The birds sing and the dusted shim… On leaf and fruit?..Per Bacco, wh…

Lo, All the Way, Look you, I said, the clouds will… Grow clear, the road Be easier for my travelling the fi… So sodden and dead,

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

Thou beautiful and ivory gates That shut my tears away from me - Even, at last, such refuge yield That great, safe doors of Ebony.