“Tell me what you’re doing over he… Sighing hard and seeming to be sor… Make me laugh or let me go now, fo… Are a sign for me to say again a w… “I’m over here to tell you what th…

Before there was in Egypt any sou… Of those who reared a more prodigi… For the self-heavy sleep of kings… Than hitherto had mocked the most… Unvisioned here and waiting to be…

“Do I hear them? Yes, I hear the… Have you come with eyes afire to f… If I were not their father and if… We might believe they made a noise… “Well, be glad that you can hear t…

And there we were together again— Together again, we three: Morgan, Fingal, fiddle, and all, They had come for the night with m… The spirit of joy was in Morgan’s…

“Where are you going to-night, to-… Where are you going, John Evereld… There’s never the sign of a star i… Nor a lamp that’s nearer than Til… Why do you stare as a dead man mig…

Here where the wind is always nort… And children learn to walk on froz… Wonder begets an envy of all those Who boil elsewhere with such a lyr… Of love that you will hear them at…

(ALCAICS) Confused, he found her lavishing f… Gold upon clay, and found her insc… And yet she smiled. Why, then, sh… Be as they were, without end, her…

THE DEACON thought. “I know t… “And they are all you ever heard o… Allurable to no sure theorem, The scorn or the humility of man. You say ‘Can I believe it?’—and…

Two brothers, Oakes and Oliver, Two gentle men as ever were, Would roam no longer, but abide In Linndale, where their fathers… And each would be a gardener.

You that in vain would front the c… With eyes that meet forlornly what… And only with a furtive recognitio… See dust where there is dust,— Be sure you like it always in your…

Unyielding in the pride of his def… Afloat with none to serve or to co… Lord of himself at last, and all b… He seeks the Vanished Land. Alone, by the one light of his one…

If ever I am old, and all alone, I shall have killed one grief, at… For then, thank God, I shall not… Much longer for the sheaves that… The devil only knows what I have…

Said the Watcher by the Way To the young and the unladen, To the boy and to the maiden, “God be with you both to-day. First your song came ringing,

Nothing will hold him longer—let h… Let him go down where others have… Little he cares whether we smile o… Or if we know, or if we think we k… The call is on him for his overthr…

Since you remember Nimmo, and arr… At such a false and florid and far… Confusion of odd nonsense, I conn… No longer, though I may have led… So much is told and heard and told…