As evening falls, And the yellow lights leap one by… Along high walls And along black streets that glist… The muted city seems

The alarm clocks tick in a thousan… tick and are wound for a thousand… all down both sides of North Infi… you hear that contrapuntal pawnsho… Hall bedrooms, attic rooms, where…

All lovely things will have an end… All lovely things will fade and di… And youth, that’s now so bravely s… Will beg a penny by and by. Fine ladies soon are all forgotten…

Wind blows. Snow falls. The gre… Ticks with reverberant coil and to… At the deep sudden stroke the pige… The fine snow flutes the cracks be… We close our coats, and hurry, and…

While the blue noon above us arche… And the poplar sheds disconsolate… Tell me again why love bewitches, And what love gives. It is the trembling finger that tr…

Grasshopper grasshopper all day long we hear your scraping summer song

The snow floats down upon us, ming… It eddies around pale lilac lamps,… Down golden-windowed walls. We were all born of flesh, in a fl… We do not remember the red roots w…

No, I shall not say why it is tha… Why do you ask me, save for vanity… Surely you would not have me, like… Say ‘yes,—your hair curls darkly b… Your mouth has a humorous, tremulo…

On the day when my uncle and I dr… Rain rattled on the roof of the ca… And talkng constrainedly of this a… We refrained from looking at the c… When we reached the cemetery

Music I heard with you was more t… And bread I broke with you was mo… Now that I am without you, all is… All that was once so beautiful is… Your hands once touched this table…

After the movie, when the lights c… He takes her powdered hand behind… She, all in yellow, like a butterc… Lifts her white face, yearns up to… And with a silent, gliding step th…

The lamplit page is turned, the dr… The music changes tone, you wake,… Deep worlds you lived before,—deep… Of leaf on falling leaf, music on… Rain and sorrow and wind and dust…

You read—what is it, then that you… What music moves so silently in yo… Your bright hand turns the page. I watch you from my window, unsusp… You move in an alien land, a silen…

Well, as you say, we live for smal… We move in crowds, we flow and tal… Seeing so many eyes and hands and… So many mouths, and all with secre… Yet know so little of them; only s…

These hills are sandy. Trees are… Caw dismally in skies of an arid b… Complain in dusty pine-trees. Yel… Lights on the long brown slopes a… Dew as heavy as rain; the rabbit t…