When Gertie came in To work today She was much less weary And far more gay. We asked her the reason

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,

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…

O sweet and fair! These words are… O sweet and fair! A year ago I’ld… Some better words of praise Than sweet and fair. O sweet and fair, and weak, and mo…

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

He has a fairy wife. He does not know her. She is the heart of the storm, Of the clouds that lower. And as the clouds are torn

He’s out of work! I tell myself a change should mean… And he must look for changes to ad… And he, of all men, really needs a… But I hate change.

Child Sun Why will you play Peep Bo Now in, now out The workroom window so? True ’tis

Once I thought my love was worth… If tears came. When the wound is mortal, now I k… Few tears flow.

Those must be masts of ships the g… On through the little gap in the p… So far away that seeing almost fai… Those must be masts, the lovely ma… Stripped bare of sails.

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…

You may have other loves, Red mouths to kiss. Why should you lose That loveliness for this? No loveliness of mine

I like the riders Clad in rose and blue; Their colours glitter And their horses too. Swift go the riders

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…