My love, once upon a time your poe… Alas, I was not careful, and it s… It broke up into scraps of songs a… All my cargo of the stories of old… You must make this loss good to me…

That I want thee, only thee——let… All desires that distract me, day… are false and empty to the core. As the night keeps hidden in its g… even thus in the depth of my uncon…

Ah, these jasmines, these white ja… I seem to remember the first day w… these jasmines, these white jasmin… I have loved the sunlight, the sky… I have heard the liquid murmur of…

THE tame bird was in a cage, the… They met when the time came, it wa… The free bird cries, ‘O my love,… The cage bird whispers, ‘Come hit… Says the free bird, 'Among bars,…

Tell me if this be all true, my lo… When these eyes flash their lightn… Is it true that my lips are sweet… Do the memories of vanished months… Does the earth, like a harp, shive…

When I give up the helm I know that the time has come for… What there is to do will be instan… Vain is this struggle. Then take away your hands

Light, oh where is the light? Kindle it with the burning fire of… There is the lamp but never a flic… Ah, death were better by far for t… Misery knocks at thy door,

Hands cling to hands and eyes ling… It is the moonlit night of March;… This love between you and me is si… Your veil of the saffron colour ma… The jasmine wreath that you wove m…

Mother, the folk who live up in th… “We play from the time we wake til… We play with the golden dawn, we p… I ask, “But how am I to get up to… They answer, “Come to the edge of…

She dwelt on the hillside by the edge of a maize-field, near the spring that flows in laughing rills through the solemn shadows of ancient trees. The women came there to fill their jar...

MOTHER, I do want to leave off… You say it is only twelve o’clock.… I can easily imagine now that the… I can just shut my eyes and think… If twelve o’clock can come in the…