Art thou already weary of the way? Thou who hast yet but half the way… Get up, and lift thy burthen: lo,… Thy feet the road goes stretching… If thou already faint, who hast bu…

Merciful spirit! who thy bright th… Hast left, to wander through this… With me, poor child of sin!'€”Ang… Whose guardian wings hung o’er me… And who still walk’st unwearied by…

If there were any power in human l… Or in th’ intensest longing of the… Then should the oceans and the lan… Ye from my sight all unprevailing… Then should the yearning of my bos…

As o’er the chasm I breathless hu… Thus from the depths the siren sun… “Down, down into the womb Of earth, the daylight’s tomb, Where the sun’s eyes

Blaspheme not thou thy sacred life… O’er joys that God hath for a sea… Perchance to try thy spirit, and i… Effeminate soul and base! weakly t… There lies no desert in the land o…

Though thou return unto the former… Fields, woods, and gardens, where… In other days, and not a bough, br… Of tree, or meadow, but the same a… As when thou lovedst them in forme…

I found a flower in a desolate plo… Where no man wrought,—by a deserte… Where no man dwelt; a strange, dar… Black heavy buds on a pale leafles… I pluck’d it, wondering, and with…

False Love, take hence thy roses, Give me the bitter Rue That on my heart reposes, Sorrow at least is true. Maiden so fair and pale,

’Tis only the nightingale’s warble… That floats through the evening sk… With his note of love, he replies… To the muezzin’s holy cry; As it sweetly sounds on the rosy a…

Art thou already weary of the way? Thou who hast yet but half the way… Get up, and lift thy burthen: lo,… Thy feet the road goes stretching… If thou already faint, who hast bu…

Time beckons on the hours: the exp… Already feels old Winter’s icy br… As with cold hands he scatters on… The faded glories of her autumn wr… As fleetly as the summer’s sunshin…

What was thine errand here? Thy beauty was more exquisite than… That from this marrèd earth Takes its imperfect birth. It was a radiant heavenly beauty,…

Thou poisonous laurel leaf, that i… Of life, which I am doomed to til… Spring’st like a noisome weed! I… For thee, and yet thou still com’s… My plot of earth with thy unwelcom…

Once more, once more into the sunn… Oh, let me stray! And drink the joy that young exist… On a bright, cloudless day. Once more let me behold the summer…

Loud wind, strong wind, where art… Into the air, the viewless air, To be lost there, There am I blowing. Clear wave, swift wave, where art…