He has the full moon on his breast… The moonbeams are about hs wing; He has the colours of a king. I see him floating unto rest When all eyes wearily go west,

QUIETLY as rosebuds Talk to thin air, Love came so lightly I knew not he was there. Quietly as lovers

O HEART of Spring! Spirit of light and love and joyou… So soon to faint beneath the fiery… Still smiles the Earth, eager for… Welcome art thou, soever short thy…

THE STARS are pale. Old is the Night, his case is gri… His strength doth fail. Through stilly hours The dews have draped with love’s o…

Fear it has faded and the night: The bells all peal the hour of nin… The schoolgirls hastening through… Touch the unknowable Divine. What leavening in my heart would b…

When you go underground with all y… Your kindly lies and your ridiculo… You shall not ever fear to face ag… The strong man’s rage, the woman w… Nor song nor sigh will beat upon y…

YOUR voice was the rugged old voice that I knew; I gave the best grip of my greeting to you. I knew not of your lips—

When he was old and thin And knew not night or day He would sit up to say Something of the fire within. How woefully his chin

Shyly the silver-hatted mushrooms… Soft entrance through, And undelivered lovers, half awake… Hear noises in the dew Yellow in all the earth and in the…

On the blue plains in wintry days The stately birds move in the danc… Keen eyes have they, and quaint ol… On the blue plains in wintry days. The Wind, their unseen Piper, pla…

Let your song be delicate. The skies declare No war—the eyes of lovers Wake everywhere. Let your voice be delicate.

Three women walked upon a road, And the first said airily, “Of all the trees in all the world Which is the loving tree?” The second said, “My eyes have se…

YOU, AND YELLOW AIR by Jo… I dream of an old kissing-time And the flowered follies there; In the dim place of cherry-trees, Of you, and yellow air.

I would be dismal with all the fin… But I can talk plainly to you, yo… Here in the heart of September th… Of the hot happy sound of the shea… Soon would I tire of all riches o…

HAVE you ever been down to my co… Where the trees are green and tall… The days are long and the heavens… But the people there are small. There is no work there; it is alwa…