Here’s a rose that blows for Chlo… Fair as ever a rose in June was, Now the garden’s silent, snowy, Where the burning summer noon was. In your garden’s summer glory

This was our house. To this we ca… Lighted by love with torch aflame, And in this chamber, door locked f… I held you to my heart at last. This was our house. In this we kn…

THE monastery towers, as pure and… As virgin vows, reached up white h… The walls, to guard the hidden hea… Were strong as sin, and white as s… And there came holy men, by world’…

Before your feet, My love, my sweet, Behold! your slave bows down; And in his hands From other lands

IT is not Love, this beautiful un… This tremor of longing that invade… For Love is in his grave this man… He will not rise—I do not wish hi… It is not memory, for your face an…

IF we must part, this parting is… How would you bear to lay Your head on some warm pillow far… Your head, so used to lying on my… But now your pillow is cold;

BIRDS in the green of my garden Blackbirds and throstle and wren, Wet your dear wings in the tears t… And so to your singing again! Birds in my blossoming orchard,

LOVE is no bird that nests and f… No rose that buds and blooms and d… No star that shines and disappears… No fire whose ashes strew the year… Love is the god who lights the sta…

‘LOVE me little, love me long,’ Is the burden of my song, And if nothing more may be Little shall suffice for me. But if you could crown with flower…

AND I shall lie alone at last, Clear of the stream that ran so fa… And feel the flower roots in my ha… And in my hands the roots of trees… Myself wrapt in the ungrudging pea…

The South is a dream of flowers With a jewel for sky and sea, Rose-crowns for the dancing hours, Gold fruits upon every tree; But cold from the North The wind…

Now the sprinkled blackthorn snow Lies along the lover’€™s lane Where last year we used to go– Where we shall not go again. In the hedge the buds are new,

That was the skylark we heard Singing so high, The little quivering bird We saw, and the sky. The earth was drenched with sun,

FAREWELL! How soon unmeasured… Its leaden clouds between our part… How little to each other now are w… And once how much I dreamed we tw… I, who now stand with eyes undimme…

NOW the far waves roll nearer and… The wind’s awake, the pitiless win… It shrieks the menace that I dare… Soon at my feet the angry waves wi… In desolating wrath—and here I st…