THROUGH the blue shadowy valle… Flower rich the night, flower soft… I hurried over before I came to t… Where the orange flame-glow danced… And the lovely mother who drooped…

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…

O HOLY SPIRIT of the Hazel,… Though shining suns and silver moo… And though the fruit of stars by m… Yet in the undergrowth below, stil… Lighting the monstrous maze and la…

WHERE are now the dreams divine, Fires that lit the dawning soul, As the ruddy colours shine Through an opal aureole? Moving in a joyous trance,

From me spring good and evil. WHO gave thee such a ruby flaming… And such a pure cold spirit? Side… I know these must eternally abide In intimate war, and each to each…

THE WARMTH of life is quenched… Upon the lonely road a child limps… Skirting the frozen pools: our way… Our hearts sink utterly. But from the snow-patched moorland…

WE are desert leagues apart; Time is misty ages now Since the warmth of heart to heart Chased the shadows from my brow. Oh, I am so old, meseems

WHEN our glowing dreams were dea… Ruined our heroic piles, Something in your dark eyes said: “Think no more of love or smiles.” Something in me still would say,

WE have left our youth behind: Earth is in its baby years: Void of wisdom cries the wind, And the sunlight knows no tears. When shall twilight feel the awe,

NOW the quietude of earth Nestles deep my heart within; Friendships new and strange have b… Since I left the city’s din. Here the tempest stays its guile,

Full of Zeus the cities: full of… WHAT domination of what darkness… And through what new, rejoicing, w… O’erthrown, the cells opened, the… Gay twilight and grave twilight pa…

DREAM faces bloom around your fa… Like flowers upon one stem; The heart of many a vanished race Sighs as I look on them. The sun rich face of Egypt glows,

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…

I DID not deem it half so sweet To feel thy gentle hand, As in a dream thy soul to greet Across wide leagues of land. Untouched more near to draw to you

HER mist of primroses within her… Twilight hath folded up, and o’€™e… Seeking remoter valleys long hath… Not yet hath come her sister of th… Silence and coolness now the earth…