Would’st thou this monster, that w… Who round the envied tree of bliss… Lies like a dragon curled In jealous watch, our venture to d… Would’st thou that she were smooth…

Dear is the newly won, But O far dearer the for ever los… He that at utmost cost His utmost deed hath done The lost one to recover, and in va…

What boat is this that bears My soul on an ocean, fanned By new arriving airs From an undiscovered land? Is this Love’s magic boat, and th…

High over the battling street I watch the wind blow In frenzy tearing the plane trees That are tossing below. The high balcony’s railing

From the howl of the wind As I opened the door And entered, the firelight Was soft on the floor. Mute each in their places

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…

‘O King Amasis, hail! News from thy friend, the King Po… My oars have never rested on the s… From Samos, nor on land my horse’… Till I might tell my tale.’

When I am only I, The secret battle—ground Of world and will, wherein Self is so strictly bound, Then am I condemned;

Shall we but turn from braggart pr… Our race to cheapen and defame? Before the world to wail, to chide… And weakness as with vaunting clai… Ere the hour strikes, to abdicate

Just as I came Into the empty, westward—facing ro… A sudden gust blew wide The tall window; at once A shock of sudden light, vibrating…

Silences in the mind, the haunting… Silences daunting, Chill as a cavern’s air, immuring… Yet inly luring Like springs that ooze there, glid…

The Spirit of Earth, robed in gre… The Spirit of Air, robed in blue; The Spirit of Water, robed in sil… The Spirit of Fire, robed in red. Each steps forward in turn.

I walked in loamy Wessex lanes, a… From rail-track and from highway,… In field and farmstead many an anc… Of local lineage like ‘Thu bist,’… ‘Ich woll,’ ‘Er sholl,’ and by-ta…

To R. G. R. and H. P. P. Let not the mind, that would have… Too much repose on former joy, Nor in pourtraying past delight Her needed, active power employ!

Negligently the cart—track descend… The drench of the rain has passed… Scents are abroad; in the valley a… Along the hidden river, where the… The trees are asleep, their shadow…