We told of him as one who should h… And seen for us the devastating li… Whereof there is not either day or… And shared with us the glamour of… That fell once upon Amos to recor…

Pamela was too gentle to deceive Her roses. “Let the men stay wher… She said, “and if Apollo’s avatar Be one of them, I shall not have… And so she made all Tilbury Town…

Not even if with a wizard force I… Have summoned whomsoever I would… Should anyone else have come than… Uncalled, to share with me my fire… For though I should have said tha…

There were faces to remember in th… There were faces unregarded, there… There were fires of grief and fear… There were sparks of recognition t… For at first, with an amazed and o…

As often as we thought of her, We thought of a gray life That made a quaint economist Of a wolf-haunted wife; We made the best of all she bore

They met, and overwhelming her dis… With penitence, he praised away he… They married, and Job gave him ha… To wreck the temple, as we knew he… He fumbled hungrily to readjust

“No, Mary, there was nothing—not… Nothing, and always nothing. Go a… Yourself, and he may listen—or at… Look up at you, and let you see hi… I might as well have been the soun…

(AMSTERDAM, 1645) And there you are again, now as yo… Observe yourself as you discern yo… In your discredited ascendency; Without your velvet or your feathe…

The Lord Apollo, who has never di… Still holds alone his immemorial r… Supreme in an impregnable domain That with his magic he has fortifi… And though melodious multitudes ha…

It may have been the pride in me f… I know, or just a patronizing whim… But call it freak of fancy, or wha… I cannot hide the hungry face of h… I keep a scant half-dozen words he…

Up the old hill to the old house a… Where fifty years ago the friend w… Who should be waiting somewhere th… Old things that least remembered m… He toiled on with a pleasure that…

BE calm? And was I frantic? You’ll have me laughing soon. I’m calm as this Atlantic, And quiet as the moon; I may have spoken faster

Just as I wonder at the twofold s… Of twisted innocence that you woul… For eyes that uncourageously await The coming of a kingdom that has b… So do I wonder what God’s love ca…

Two men came out of Shannon’s, ha… The faces of each other for so lon… As they had listened there to an o… Sung thinly in a wastrel monotone By some unhappy night-bird, who ha…

Ten years together without yet a c… They seek each other’s eyes at int… Of gratefulness to firelight and f… For love’s obliteration of the cro… Serenely and perennially endowed