I knew that a baby was hid in that… Though I saw no cradle and heard… But the husband was tip-toeing ‘ro… And the good wife was humming a so… And there was a look on the face o…

After the May time and after the… Rare with blossoms and perfume swe… Cometh the round world’s royal noo… The red midsummer of blazing heat, When the sun, like an eye that nev…

When your love begins to wane, Spare me from the cruel pain Of all speech that tells me so - Spare me words, for I shall know, By the half-averted eyes,

’Tis the song of the morning, The words of the sun, As he swings o’er the mountains: ‘There’s work to be done: I must wake up the sleepers,

Dear Love, where the red lilies b… The white snows are falling; And all through the woods where I… The loud winds are calling; And the robin that piped to us tun…

I feel the stirrings in me of grea… New half-fledged thoughts rise up… And tremble on the margin of their… Then flutter back, and hide within… Beholding space, they doubt their…

Sometimes she seems so helpless an… So full of sweet unreason and so w… So prone to some capricious whim o… Now gay, now tearful, and now ange… By her strange moods of waywardnes…

All in the beautiful Autumn weath… One thought lingers with me and st… Death and winter are coming togeth… Though both are veiled by the ambe… I look on the forest of royal sple…

She’s the jauntiest of creatures,… With her pretty patent leathers or… With her eyes inviting glances and… As she wanders by the ocean or str… She’s a captivating dresser, and h…

Love much. Earth has enough of bi… Cast sweets into its cup whene’er… No heart so hard, but love at last… Love is the grand primeval cause o… All hate is foreign to the first g…

Last summer, lazing by the sea, I met a most entrancing creature, Her black eyes quite bewildered me… She had a Spanish cast of feature… She often smoked a cigarette,

The bold young Autumn came riding… One day where an elm-tree grew. ‘You are fair,’ he said, as she be… ‘Too fair for your robe’s dull hue… You are far too young for a garb s…

You never can tell when you send a… Like an arrow shot from a bow By an archer blind, be it cruel or… Just where it may chance to go! It may pierce the breast of your d…

Wife Reach out your arms, and hold me c… Tell me there are no memories of y… That mar this love of ours, so gre… Husband