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

HE has taken away the things that… Love and youth and the harp that k… Laughter alone is left of all the… Does He mean that I may fill my d… Or will it, too, slip through my f…

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.

SOME learn it in their youth, Some after bitter years: There is no escape from the truth Though we drown in our tears. Many die when they see

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…

AND now it is all to be done over… And what will come of it only God… What has become of the furrows plo… And the plants set row on row? Where are the lines of beautiful b…

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

WHEN a storm comes up at night a… When the trees are moaning like ma… I wake in fear and put out my hand… With your name on my lips. No pain that the heart can hold is…

I CAN never remake the thing I h… I brushed the golden dust from the… I called down wind to shatter the… I did a terrible thing. I feared that the cup might fall,…

MICHAEL walks in autumn leaves Rustling leaves and fading grasses… And his little music-box Tinkles faintly as he passes. It’s a gay and jaunty tune

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,

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…

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,

DEAR, O desolate bright head! O drooping mouth and shaken chin! How could I ever lock you in? They were too harsh, the words I… Should I have only smiled, instea…

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,