Give me thy heart, I leave thee m… But oh! till next our pulses meet, May my fond spirit round thee shin… Absorb thy soul and guide thy feet… And then no more my passion pine,

Now do I know that Love is blind,… Can see no beauty on this beauteou… No life, no light, no hopefulness,… Pleasure nor purpose, when thou ar… Thy absence exiles sunshine from t…

Nay, be not June, nor yet Decembe… But April always, as I find thee… A constant freshness unto me be th… And not the ripeness that must soo… Why should I be Time’s dupe, and…

ENGLAND We lead the blind by voice and han… And not by light they cannot see; We are not framed to understand The How and Why of such as He;

Though all the world should stand… And leave you to your sorrow, And you from none, or near, or wid… A smile or tear could borrow; I still would stand with arms outs…

So you think he is defeated, O ye… And that Victory is meted in your… O ye fools! though justice tarry,… Right, howe’er it may miscarry, er… And you think a wounded hero may h…

Let not the roses lie Too thickly tangled round my tomb, Lest fleecy clouds that skim the s… Flinging their faint soft shadows,… And know not over whom.

Latest, earliest of the year, Primroses that still were here, Snugly nestling round the boles Of the cut-down chestnut poles, When December’s tottering tread

O envious Autumn wind, to blow From covert vale and woodland cres… The mellow leaves, just as they gl… Brightest and loveliest; To strip the maples black and bare…

Beneath this marble, mute of prais… Is hushed the heart of One Who, whilst it beat, had eagle’s g… To stare upon the sun. Equal in flight

Look up, desponding hearts! See,… From out her tents behind the scre… And speeds her glittering lances o… Where hostile mists, unconscious,… Roused from their vain security, t…

‘'Say what, to please you, you wou… Then listen, dear! I fain would have you very fair to… And sweet to hear. ‘You should have Aphrodite’s form…

What! And it was so! Thou wert th… Death-stricken from behind, O heart of hearts! and they were m… That rent thee from mankind! Greedy hatred chasing love,

What is it haunts the summer air? A sense of something lately passed… Something pleasant, something fair… That was with us yesterday, And is no longer there.