I SAW her after many years. The blue-black hair that had swept… Was dull and grey. No one would t… To look at her thin face worn with… I felt my own wet eyelids burn,

WHEN I was young my heart was ol… My heart was rich and very wise: Now all its wisdom has been told And all its wealth is fairy gold And all its joy futilities.

THE heart knoweth? If this be tr… Then the thing that I bear in my… For it knows no more than a hollow… That answers to every wind. I am sick of the thing! I think w…

MY garden walks were smooth and g… And edged with box trees left and… An old grey sun-dial stood between Two rounded bee hives, low and whi… My hollyhocks grew tall and red,

SMILINGLY, out of my pain, I have woven a little song; You may take it away with you. I shall not sing it again, But when you have learned it throu…

ALL my life I have loved where I… And always those whom I did not l… Only the God who made my wild hea… Why this should be. Oh, I am strange, inscrutable, an…

BECAUSE I show a guarded face To all the world but one or two, And in my heart’s most secret plac… Consider lilies, why should you Whose roses grow in common ground

WHY don’t you go back to the sea,… I am not one who would hold you; The sea is the woman you really lo… So let hers be the arms that fold… Your bright blue eyes are sailor’s…

DEBORAH and Christopher brough… Kenton brought me buttercups with… But Michael brought an autumn lea… A wan leaf, a ghost leaf, beautifu… Death in all loveliness, fragile a…

I know you are too dear to stay; You are so exquisitely sweet: My lonely house will thrill some d… To echoes of your eager feet. I hold your words within my heart,

THE barberry bright, the barberry… It stood on the mantelpiece becaus… Its stems were slender and thorny… And it looked most beautiful again… But Michael climbed up there in s…

HERE where each road-worn one Rests till the night is done, In the grey dawning I saw my hors… And as I left the inn With his smooth face of sin

ONCE I knelt in my shining mail Here by Thine altar all the night… My heart beat proudly, my prayer r… But I looked to my armor to win t… God, my lance was a broken reed,

A wind rose in the night, (She had always feared it so!) Sorrow plucked at my heart And I could not help but go. Softly I went and stood

IF I had a lover, now, who would… Yourself with your laughter, your… Yet I’d know when you kissed me y… But kneeling in tears at a lost la… Or if I should seek him who loves…