Who is this that sits by the way,… In a rent stained raiment, the rob… In the dust, in the rainfall sitti… With the night for a garment upon… She is fairer of face than the dau…

Fate, out of the deep sea’s gloom, When a man’s heart’s pride grows g… And nought seems now to foredoom Fate, Fate, laden with fears in wait,

IN the greenest growth of the May… I rode where the woods were wet, Between the dawn and the daytime; The spring was glad that we met. There was something the season wan…

One of twain, twin-born with flowe… Now hath passed from sense of sun… Wind from off the flower-crowned b… One of twain. One twin flower must pass, and one…

WHEN the game began between them… He played king and she played quee… Laughter soft as tears, and tears… These were things she sought for y… Pleasure with dry lips, and pain t…

Deep desire, that pierces heart an… Finds reluctant voice in verse tha… Takes exultant voice when music ho… Deep desire. Keen as burns the passion of the r…

A MONTH or twain to live on hon… Is pleasant; but one tires of scen… Cold sweet recurrence of accepted… And that strong purple under juice… Where the wine’s heart has burst;

SONS born of many a loyal Muse t… All true-begotten, warm with wine… Bright from the broad light of his… Prince Randolph, nighest his thro… Being highest in spirit and heart…

Three months bade wane and wax the… Between two dates of death, while… Yet of the living light that all t… Three months bade wane. Cold autumn, wan with wrath of win…

NOT for less love, all glorious… ‘€˜Sweet enemy’€™ called in days l… Now found and hailed of England s… Bright sister of our freedom now,… Not for less love or faith in frie…

THE BITTERNESS of death and… Breathes from the broad-leafed alo… Wast fain to gather for thy bended… A chaplet by no gentler forehead w… Grief deep as hell, wrath hardly t…

THE FOUR boards of the coffin l… Heard all the dead man did. The first curse was in his mouth, Made of grave’s mould and deadly d… The next curse was in his head,

“O where have ye been the morn sae… My merry son, come tell me hither? O where have ye been the morn sae… And I wot I hae but anither.” “By the water-gate, by the water-g…

Death, if thou wilt, fain would I… Canst thou not spare, of all our h… One shelter where our spirits fain… Death, if thou wilt? No dome with suns and dews impearl…

Mother of man’s time-travelling ge… Breath of his nostrils, heartblood… God above all Gods worshipped of… Light above light, law beyond law,… Thy face is as a sword smiting in…