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…

WHEN I was a little lad With folly on my lips, Fain was I for journeying All the seas in ships. But now across the southern swell,

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

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…

I chose the place where I would r… When death should come to claim me… With the red-rose roots to wrap my… And a quiet stone to name me. But I am laid on a northern steep

DESOLATE strange sleep and wil… Came on me while yet a child; I, before I tasted tears, Knew the grief of all the years. I, before I fronted pain,

Give me a few more hours to pass With the mellow flower of the elm-… And then no more than the lonely g… And the birds calling. Give me a few more days to keep

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…

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…

My counterpane is soft as silk, My blankets white as creamy milk. The hay was soft to Him, I know, Our little Lord of long ago. Above the roof the pigeons fly

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,

When the first dark had fallen aro… And the leaves were weary of prais… In the clear silence Beauty found… And shewed them all her ways. In the high noon of the heavenly g…

OVER the English trees and the… Twilight is falling clear, But my heart walks far in the home… For those who are not here. Youth and pleasure and peace and t…