O you, dear trees, you have learne… You must have studied this only th… Men have thought of God and laugh… And of love. And of song. But you, dear trees, from your bir…

They have a few little hours To study the world’€” Its lovely absence of clouds, Or the thunderbolts hurled By hidden powers’€”

Florence kneels down to say her pr… At night. I wonder what she says and why she… To pray at night. I think when she kneels down to pr…

They say—priests say— That God loves the world. Maybe he does, When the dew is pearl’d On the emerald grass,

I have three loves who are all mos… Each one has cost me many a tear. The one who is dead yet lives in m… I were too poor had I less than t…

Every night I hurry home to see If a letter’s there from you to me… Every night I bow my head and say… ‘There’s no word at all from him t…

My Man Says I weigh about four ounces, Says I must have hollow legs.

I dare not leave the splendid town To go where morning meadows are, For somewhere here the Future’s h… In factory, shop, or liquor bar. And when the picture shows are clo…

I hate work so That I have found a way Of making one small task outlast t… I will not leave The garden and the sun,

Though I had lost my love, The hills could calm me. Deep in a woodland grove No loss could harm me. But when I came to town,

Sometimes I watch you, mark your… Your grave brow over-weighted with… Your mouth’s straight line—details… That all aloofness in your aspect… And yet when in the dark down from…

Pat wasn’t Pat last night at all. He was the rain, The Spring, Young Dionysus, white and warm, Lilac and everything.

The love I look for Could not come from you. My mind is set to fall At Peterloo. But you’ld protect me,

I found an orchid in the valley fa… And named it for us both, And left it there. Two flowers upon one stem, white-s… I couldn’t pull them up,

A bunch of lilac and a storm of ha… On the same afternoon! Indeed I k… Here in the South it always happe… That lilac is companioned by the g… I took some hailstones from the wi…