THE WINDS, the stars, and the… By the heavenly King yet know it… And man who moves in the twilight… Feels not the love that encircles… Though in heart, on bosom, and eye…

TARRY thou yet, late lingerer in… Gay are the hills with song: earth… More dim abodes to roam the primro… Opening their glimmering lips to b… Hush, not a whisper! Let your hea…

AS from our dream we died away Far off I felt the outer things; Your wind-blown tresses round me p… Your bosom’s gentle murmurings. And far away our faces met

IN the wet dusk silver sweet, Down the violet scented ways, As I moved with quiet feet I was met by mighty days. On the hedge the hanging dew

THEY call us aliens, we are told… Because our wayward visions stray From that dim banner they unfold, The dreams of worn-out yesterday. The sum of all the past is theirs,

DUSK wraps the village in its di… Each chimney’s vapour, like a thin… Mounting aloft through miles of qu… Pillars the skies of God. Far up they break or seem to break…

ALL the morn a spirit gay Breathes within my heart a rhyme, ’Tis but hide and seek we play In and out the courts of time. Fairy lover, when my feet

I PITIED one whose tattered dre… Was patched, and stained with dust… He smiled on me; I could not gues… The viewless spirit’s wide domain. He said, “The royal robe I wear

WHAT is the love of shadowy lips That know not what they seek or pr… From whom the lure for ever slips And fails their phantom tenderness… The mystery and light of eyes

DOES the earth grow grey with gr… For her hero darling fled? Though her vales let fall no leaf, In our hearts her tears are shed. Still the stars laugh on above:

I SAID my pleasure shall not mov… It is not fixed in things apart: Seeking not love—but yet to love— I put my trust in mine own heart. I knew the fountain of the deep

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…

WHO is that goddess to whom men s… But her from whom their hearts hav… Out of whose virgin being they wer… Whose mother nature they have name… Calling its holy substance common…

THE BLUE dusk ran between the s… It left to-day and yesterday and t… To-day was past and dead for me, f… Through thrice a thousand years to… On temple top and palace roof the…

NOW the rooftree of the midnight… Buds in citron, green, and blue: From afar its mystic odours sheddi… Child, on you. Now the buried stars beneath the m…