Often we talk of the house that we… For airier and less jostled days t… We chafe in, and send Fancy roami… Down western valleys with a choosi… To hover upon this nook or on that…

Where do you float from, visions t… Subdues with leaden law The dancing fires of the brain?—I… As a king from a tower I saw. There came startled gazelles, beau…

Tarry a moment, happy feet, That to the sound of laughter glid… O glad ones of the evening street, Behold what forms are at your side… You conquerors of the toilsome day

Out of first sleep as they awoke The moon had stolen upon her face. It seemed that they had opened eye… New on another world and place. The eyes of each the other sought

She was a city of patience; of pro… Dimmed by neglecting Time; of bea… Of acquiescence in the creeping mo… But on a sudden fierce destruction… Tigerishly pouncing: thunderbolt a…

Through storm—blown gloom the subt… Shapes of tumultuous, ghostly clou… Trailing a dark shower from hill—d… Dawn, desolate in its majesty, is… But ere the wayside trees show lea…

Spring has leapt into Summer. A glory has gone from the green. The flush of the poplar has sobere… The flame in the leaf of the lime… But I am thinking of the young me…

O paradise of waters and of isles… Dark pines on scarps that flame wh… A hundred isles that change like a… From shape to shape for them that… Many celestial palaces, gardens of…

The bread that’s broken when we ea… Tastes sweet. A sunbeam stealing… Seems as if spilled from something… Within me, wanting no word, or its… The word I wanted! Find we not ou…

What is lovelier than rain that li… Falling through the western light? The light that’s red between my fi… Bathes infinite heaven’s remotest… Whither will the cloud its darknes…

Burned from the ore’€™s rejected d… The iron whitens in the heat. With plangent strokes of pain and… The hammers on the iron beat. Searched by the fire, through deat…

A grinding swerve, a hissing spurt… And then a droning through the dir… The tram glides on its wonted way Of everyday, of everyday. Past every corner still the same

Peace is perfect over All the hills. Scarce wilt thou discover A breath, so still’s Every tree.

Over all the watered vale Shadows of the clouds trail: Then the sun laughs out, and sheen Runs like joy across the green. Young the leaf is, young the flowe…

The desert sand at day’s swift fli… Drank of the dew—cold vivid night Where Nile flows as he flowed When first men reaped and sowed As though his stream since Time b…