YE have been bought With an immortal price, O, windflowers quick as thought Of love in solitude, And daffodils, the year’s young sa…

HERE where the bee slept and the… Her honeying pipes of pearl, her v… Only the swart leaves of the oak l… In sombre fellowship. Here where the flame-weed set the…

UNDER the fluent folds of needle… Where Balkis prick’d the historie… Once great as he, that were as gre… Solomon stooped, and saw the dusk… Over the apple orchards like a flo…

BE pitiful! Her lips have touched… Clear stream that sets the long gr… The very doves that dream beside t… Sang their soft notes to her. For her these doors that claim the…

WHEN the white iris folds the dr… When the first cricket wakes The fairy hosts of his enchanted b… When the dark moth has sought the… And the young stars, like jasmine…

PLEASANT the ways whereon our… Sweet the young hills, the valleys… But now the hours of dew and dream… Lord, we are spent. We did not heed Thy warning in th…

OVER the long salt ridges And the gold sea-poppies between, They builded them wild-briar hedge… A church and a cloistered green. And when they were done with their…

WHEN the Child played in Galile… He had no wine-clear maple leaves, No west winds singing of the sea Over the frosted sheaves; But with pale myrrh His head was…

WHEN within the rippling tide Shakes the silver-pointed moon, When the rainbow flies of noon All have died, When the bats go wheeling far,

FROM the clouded belfry calling, Hear my soft ascending swells; Hear my notes like swallows fallin… I am Bega, least of bells. When great Turkeful rolls and rin…

HAVE I played fellowship with ni… The allied armies break our gates… And let our general in? By Bacchu… I have not left my stall, sir, I’… For lazy prentices to hand my ware…

WHO goes down through the slim gr… Soon, so soon? Dawn is hard on the heels of the m… But never a lily the day-star know… Is white, so white as the one who…

UNDER the young moon’s slender s… With the wind’s cool lips on mine, I went home from the Rabitty Fiel… As the clocks were striking nine. The yews were dark in the level li…

The earth builds on the earth Castles and towers; The earth saith of the earth: All shall be ours. Yea, though they plan and reap