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These who were children yesterday Now move in lovely flight, Swift-glancing as the shooting sta… That cleave the summer night; A moment flashed, they came and we…
SHE lay beneath an apple tree, A marble maiden, free from care; And round her was a canopy Of moonlit air. He made his bed among the leaf,
IN domes of dim and ancient gold, In cloisters, where the lightning… Where gleam the gorgeous saints of… In aisles of jade and chrysoprase, In halls that wave like waving wat…
THE spire is gone, that slept for… Mirrored among the lilies, calm an… And now the water holds but empty… Through which the rivers of the th… The church lies broken near the fa…
NOW that the soul has left its th… Behind your mortal eyes, And light, and colour and sound ar… From the body’s palaces: Still in his wood the blackbird ca…
Hooded in angry mist, the sun goes… Steel-gray the clouds roll out acr… Is this a Kingdom? Then give Dea… For here no emperor hath won, save…
WHEN first I saw you, in eclipse… A veil about your head, And wondered at those unseen lips With wit bediamonded: Then laughing down the street I w…
O SILVER one, O silver one, Above the valley of the Bane: O stem with snow-water agleam, And glistening limbs, and trails o… The sun has sent a slanting kiss:
HOODED in angry mist, the sun g… Steel-gray the clouds roll out acr… Is this a Kingdom? Then give Dea… For here no emperor hath won, save… Though from the blackened grasses…
(TO A CHILD) LOVE be thy charioteer: In all thy brightening and thy dar… May he be at thine ear; So shalt thou sail at ease above t…
THE far guns boom: shell-struck t… Skyward athunder, dust of rose and… The staring villa stands. So goes… The limelight lives: extinguished…
In this red havoc of the patient e… Though higher yet the tide of batt… Now has the hero cast away disguis… And out of ruin splendour comes to… This is the field where Death and…
Here lies a clerk who half his lif… Toiling at ledgers in a city grey, Thinking that so his days would dr… With no lance broken in life’s tou… Yet ever ’twixt the books and his…
FILL up, fill up the stirrup-cup… The wine is running free: The blue veils of the Spring are… She dances on the sea. In fields of love, in lanes of lau…
FAREWELL, the village leaning… And all the cawing rooks that home… The bees; the drowsy anthem of the… The willows winding under April s… We watch the breakers crashing on…