AT anchor in that harbour of the… The Chinese Gate, We lay where, terraced under green… The Sea-town sate. Ships, steamers, sailers, many a f…

This is what I pray In this horrible day, In this terrible night, God will give me light. Such as I have had,

‘THE foxes have holes, And the birds of the air have nest… But where shall the heads of the s… Be laid, be laid?’ ‘Where the cold corpse rests,

(Sydney) ‘Armageddon’ O CITY lapped in sun and Sabbat… With happy face of plenteous ease… Have you no doubts that whisper, d…

. . . I went the other day To see the birds and beasts they k… In the London Zoo. One of the fi… One of the first I noticed, was a… Ragged, befouled, within his iron…

In night-long days, in aeons    where all Time’s nights are one… where life and death sing paeans as of Greeks and Galileans,    never begun or done;

An Address on her Jubilee Year MADAM, you have done well! Let… Speech addressed to a woman who ne… Daub you over with lies or deafen… I will praise you alone for your a…

WHERE is poor Jesus gone? He sits with Dives now, And his dogs flesh their teeth On Lazarus below. Where is poor Jesus gone?

(PARIS) I STOOD in Père-la-Chaise. The… Paris, the harlot of the nations,… The bug-bright thing that knows no… Flashing her bare shame to the sum…

(PARIS) SHE.—“Up and down, up and down, From early eve to early day. Life is quicker in the town; When you’ve leisure, anyway!

ALOLL in the warm clear water, On her back with languorous limbs, She lies. The baby upon her breas… Paddles and falls and swims. With half-closed eyes she smiles,

Was it for nothing in the years go… O my love, O my friend, You thrilled me with your noble wo… Hope beyond life, and love, love b… Yet now I shudder, and yet you di…

CRUEL City, London, London, Where, duped slaves of devils’ cre… Men and women desperate, undone, Dream such dreams, and do such dee… London, London, cruel city,

Lord Shaftesbury YOU have done well, we say it. Y… And, of the man that with the righ… Less than the left hand gives, let… He has done something for our wret…

SHE went along the road, Her baby in her arms, The night and its alarms Made deadlier her load. Her shrunken breasts were dry;