Beautifully Janet slept Till it was deeply morning. She w… And thought about her dainty-feath… To see how it had kept. One kiss she gave her mother,

By night we looked across my field… The tasseled corn was fine to see, The moon was yellow on the rows And seemed so wonderful to me, That with an old provincial pride

Full of her long white arms and mi… He had a thousand times remembered… Alone in the press of people trave… Minding her jacinth, and myrrh, an… Mouth he remembered: the quaint or…

The little cousin is dead, by foul… A green bough from Virginia’s age… And none of the county kin like th… Nor some of the world of outer dar… A boy not beautiful, nor good, nor…

SHE would not keep at home, the f… She would not mind her precious gi… She had to go, for it was Sunday… Down the hot road and to the barre… And there abuse her superannuate k…

Do not enforce the tired wolf Dragging his infected wound homewa… To sit tonight with the warm child… Naming the pretty kings of France… The images of the invaded mind

I entered dutiful, God knows, The room in which I was to sit With dreary unbelieving books. It was surprising, I suppose, To find such happy change in it:

I heard a story of a sailing man. He was a surly sort of mariner, He used to swear at all the seven… And rode them dauntless up and dow… But when he sickened of the windy…

I know you are not cruel, And you would not willingly hurt a… There is kindness in your eyes, There could not very well be more… Already brimful of the sky.

My window looks upon a wood That stands as tangled as it stood When God was centuries too young To care how right he worked, or wr… His patterns in obedient trees,

The shine of many city streets Confuses any countryman; It flickers here and flashes there… It goes as soon as it began, It beckons many ways at once

JANE SNEED BEGAN IT: My p… Ten years ago, pretty it was in a… To run as boys and girls do in the… At that time, leap and hollo and s… Came easily to pass.

My dear and I, we disagreed When we had been much time togethe… For when will lovers learn to sail From sailing always in good weathe… She said a hateful little word

THE toughest carcass in the town Fell sick at last and took to bed, And on that bed God waited him With cool, cool hands for his fran… And while the fever did its dance

A GREAT green spread of meadow… (Must rest his weight on an ample… A secret water moving on, A clean blue air for his breathing… A pair of willows bending down