The doubt you fought so long The cynic net you cast, The tyranny, the wrong, The ruin, they are past; And here you are at last,

Observant of the way she told So much of what was true, No vanity could long withhold Regard that was her due: She spared him the familiar guile,

They have made for Leonora this l… And with cedar they have woven the… Like a little dryad hiding she’ll… Better kept and longer valued than… They will come with many roses in…

“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…

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…

Aunt Imogen was coming, and there… The children—Jane, Sylvester, and… Were eyes and ears; for there was… Aunt Imogen to them in the whole… And she was in it only for four we…

FIRST VOICE So long adrift, so fast aground, What foam and ruin have we found— We, the Wise Brothers? Could heaven and earth be framed a…

I saw by looking in his eyes That they remembered everything; And this was how I came to know That he was here, still wandering. For though the figure and the scen…

Friendless and faint, with martyre… Faint for the flesh, but for the s… Stung by the mob that came to see… The Master toiled along to Calvar… We gibed him, as he went, with hou…

Let him answer as he will, Or be lightsome as he may, Now nor after shall he say Worn-out words enough to kill, Or to lull down by their craft,

You Eyes, you large and all-inqui… That look so dubiously into me, And are not satisfied with what yo… Tell me the worst and let us have… Tell me the meaning of your scruti…

Go to the western gate, Luke Have… There where the vines cling crimso… And in the twilight wait for what… The leaves will whisper there of h… Like flying words, will strike you…

Up from the street and the crowds… Morning and midnight, to and fro, Still was the room where his days… And the stars were bleak, and the… Year after year, with his dream sh…

He knocked, and I beheld him at t… A vision for the gods to verify. “What battered ancient is this,” t… “And when, if ever, did we meet be… But ask him as I might, I got no…