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…

WHEN the unquiet hours depart And far away their tumults cease, Within the twilight of the heart We bathe in peace, are stilled wit… The fire that slew us through the…

MEN have made them gods of love, Sun-gods, givers of the rain, Deities of hill and grove: I have made a god of Pain. Of my god I know this much,

THEY bathed in the fire-flooded… Life girdled them round and about: They slept in the clefts of the mo… The stars called them forth with a… They prayed, but their worship was…

THIS is the hero-heart of the en… Whom now the twilight children ten… Pat with their pearly palms and cr… While in the mountain’s breast his… Who now of Dana’s host may guide…

SHADOWY-PETALLED, like the… Through the sapphire Soma rising… As when first in yellow splendour… High above the darkening mounds wh… All the tiny planet folk are wavin…

THE WHILE my mad brain whirled… She only looked with eyes elate Immortal love at me. I found How deep the glance of love can wo… How cruel pity is to hate.

WHEN twilight flutters the mount… The faery lights from the earth un… And over the caves enchanted hover The giant heroes and gods of old. The bird of æther its flaming pini…

WHEN for love it was fain of The wild heart was chidden, When the white limbs were clothed And the beauty was hidden; For the scorn that was done to

IT was the fairy of the place, Moving within a little light, Who touched with dim and shadowy g… The conflict at its fever height. It seemed to whisper “Quietness,”

I WHO had sought afar from earth The faery land to meet, Now find content within its girth And wonder nigh my feet. To-day a nearer love I choose

THE HERO first thought it To him ’twas a deed: To those who retaught it, A chain on their speed. The fire that we kindled,

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…

EVEN as a bird sprays many-colou… The plumes of paradise, the dying… Rays through the fevered air in mi… That vanish in the heights. These myriad eyes that look on me…

WHO is this unseen messenger For ever between me and her, Who brings love’s precious merchan… The golden breath, the dew of sigh… And the wild, gentle thoughts that…