FROM the cool and dark-lipped fu… Breathes a dim delight Through the woodland’s purple plum… To the diamond night. Aureoles of joy encircle

THE CHILDREN awoke in their d… While earth lay dewy and still: They followed the rill in its glea… To the heart-light of the hill. Its sounds and sights were forsaki…

IMAGE of beauty, when I gaze on… Trembling I waken to a mystery, How through one door we go to life… By spirit kindled or the sensual b… Image of beauty, when my way I go…

THE TWILIGHT fleeted away in… And night, like a diamond done, st… Your eyes like burnished stones or… With the sudden vision that made u… We loved in infinite spaces, forge…

THE SEA was hoary, hoary, Beating on rock and cave: The winds were white and weeping With foam dust of the wave. They thundered louder, louder,

I WOULD not have the love of li… The ancient ways of love: But in my heart I built a Paradis… A nest there for the dove. I felt the wings of light that flu…

LET us leave our island woods gro… O’€™er the waters creeping the pea… Hides the silver of the long wave… The chill for the warm room let us… Turn the lamp down low and draw th…

I COULD praise you once with be… And entered my life with love in a… I could lure with a song from afar… But with pinions drooping together… In the land of beautiful silence t…

WITHIN the iron cities One walked unknown for years, In his heart the pity of pities That grew for human tears. When love and grief were ended

THE SWEETEST song was ever su… May soothe you but a little while: The gayest music ever rung Shall yield you but a fleeting smi… The well I digged you soon shall…

DUSK, a pearl-grey river, o’er Hill and vale puts out the day— What do you wonder at, asthore, What’s away in yonder grey? Dark the eyes that linger long—

AT dusk the window panes grew gre… The wet world vanished in the gloo… The dim and silver end of day Scarce glimmered through the littl… And all my sins were told; I said

ON me to rest, my bird, my bird: The swaying branches of my heart Are blown by every wind toward The home whereto their wings depar… Build not your nest, my bird, on m…

WHO are exiles? As for me Where beneath the diamond dome Lies the light on hill or tree, There my palace is and home. Who are lonely lacking care?

MOTHER, with whom our lives sho… Not hatred keeps our lives apart: Charmed by some lesser glow in the… Our hearts beat not within thy hea… Beauty, the face, the touch, the e…