To Plato’s dictum Assent she lends. All things in common We hold, as friends. I share her riches.

I’d love to have you on a rainy da… Tucked in a chair, my head against… To sit and dream with. Sometime y… My home-sharer whom rain can’t kee…

Little girls, You are gay, Little factory girls, At the end of your day. There you stand,

I know a room that’s dark in dayti… No sunbeams light it, Whether in months of gloom or mont… So people slight it. Yet in the noon of each succeeding…

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…

If you have loved a brave story Tell it but rarely; And, with due faith in its glory, Render it barely. Then must the listener, hearing

Sometimes I think God has his day… For being friends. He says: 'Forgive my careless way… No one pretends I’m always kind; but for today

The little ships are dearer than t… For they sail in strange places, They lean nearer the green waters. One may count by wavelets how the… From their decks; and hear the Se…

My mission in the world Is to prolong Rapture by turning it Into a song. A song of liberty

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 am too tired To think of you. Today was such a day, But then I knew Today, for certain, you’d be weary…

Now I’ve been three days In the place where I am staying, I’ve taken up new ways’€” Land-owning and flute playing. There’s an orchard ground

Sometimes I can see When I teach Half my children talk Each to each. Then I almost wish

One comes to love the little saint… As years go by. One learns to love the little sain… ‘O hear me sigh, St. Anthony,

We’ve a room That we call home, With a bed in it, And a table And some chairs,