Sleep hath composed the anguish of… And ere the dawn I will arise and… Strengthen me, Heaven, and attune… Unto my better angel’s clear refra… For I can hear him in the night a…

We needs must be divided in the to… For I would die among the hills o… And o’er the treeless melancholy p… Await the coming of the final gloo… But thou—O pitiful!—wilt find sca…

Mightier storms than this are brew… That pricks the crystal lake with… The past hath treasure of sublimer… And God is witness to their chang… Big is the future with portentous…

There may be chaos still around th… This little world that in my think… For mine own bosom is the paradise Where all my life’s fair visions a… Within my nature’s shell I slumbe…

Art All things are doubly fair If patience fashion them And care— Verse, enamel, marble, gem.

Yet why, of one who loved thee not… Thy counterfeit, for other men to… When God himself did on my heart… Thy face, like Christ’s upon the… O how much subtler than a painter’…

Blaspheme not love, ye lovers, nor… The wise divinity that makes you b… Sealing the eyes, but showing to t… The high perfection from which nat… For love is God, and in unfathome…

Above the battlements of heaven ri… The glittering domes of the gods’… Whence, like a constellation, pass… The truth of all things feeds immo… There all forgotten dreams of para…

O world, thou choosest not the bet… It is not wisdom to be only wise, And on the inward vision close the… But it is wisdom to believe the he… Columbus found a world, and had no…

There may be chaos still around th… This little world that in my think… For mine own bosom is the paradise Where all my life’s fair visions a… Within my nature’s shell I slumbe…

Our youth is like a rustic at the… That cries aloud in simple-hearted… Curses the villain, shudders at th… And weeps before the maiden’s wrea… Yet once familiar with the changef…

Old Age, on tiptoe, lays her jewe… Lightly in mine.—Come, tread a st… Most gracious partner, nobly poise… Ours be no boisterous pleasure, But smiling conversation, with qui…

For thee the sun doth daily rise,… Behind the curtain of the hills of… And my soul, passing through the n… Broods on thy love, and never can… For thee the garlands of the wood…

Have I the heart to wander on the… So patient in her everlasting cour… Seeking no prize, but bowing to th… That gives direction and hath give… Rain tears, sweet Pity, to refres…

We were together, and I longed to… How drop by silent drop my bosom b… I took some verses full of you, an… Waiting for God to work some mira… They told how love had plunged in…