Sun on the mountain, Shade in the valley, Ripple and lightness Leaping along the world, Sun, like a gold sword

O turn once more! The meadows where we mused and str… Abound and glow yet with the ruby… ’Twas there the bluebirds fought a… Their quarrel was a flying bluebir…

Some men are born to gather women’… To give a harbour to their timorou… To take them as the dry earth take… As the dark wood the warm wind fro… Yet their own tears remain unshed,

Her life was touched with early fr… About the April of her day, Her hold on earth was lightly lost… And like a leaf she went away. Her soul was chartered for great d…

I have seen things that charmed th… Faint moonlight on the towers of a… Flattering the soul to dream of ol… The first clear silver on the moun… Where the lone eagle by his chilly…

The Earth moans in her sleep Like an old mother Whose sons have gone to the war, Who weeps silently in her heart Till dreams comfort her.

Here in the midnight, where the da… Shadows mingle in shadow deeper, p… Sing we the hymns of the churches,… Whispers before us. Thunder is travelling slow on the…

So in the shadow by the nimble flo… He made her whistles of the willow… Flutes of one note with mellow sle… (A robin piping in the dusk alone)… Lively the pleasure was the wand t…

Wind of the gentle summer night, Dwell in the lilac tree, Sway the blossoms clustered light, Then blow over to me. Wind, you are sometimes strong and…

(Aetat Six) Now every night we light the grate And I sit up till _really_ late; My Father sits upon the right, My Mother on the left, and I

The sunset colours mingle in the s… And over all the Umbrian valleys… Trevi is touched with wonder, and… Finds high Perugia crimson with r… Spello is bright;

(The refrain is quoted by Edward… one of his letters) Growing, growing, all the glory go… Flashing out of fire and light, bu… All the world’s a-dying and failin…

Where love is life The roses blow, Though winds be rude And cold the snow, The roses climb

Tossed like a falcon from the hunt… A sweeping plunge, a sudden shatte… And thou hast dared, with a long s… The elastic stairway to the rising… Peril below thee and above, peril

The shore-lark soars to his topmos… Sings at the height where morning… What though his voice be lost in t… The light comes dropping from his… Mount, my soul, and sing at the he…