Over sea the sun in a mystery of l… Burns across the waters, on the bl… Luminously crested, wave behind wa… Pours its rushing foam with low co… The wide sands around us, flashing…

Red reapers under these sad Augus… Proud War—Lords, careless of ten… Who leave earth’s kindly crops unh… As you have left the kindness of t… For brutal menace and for clumsy l…

O my peace, O well So deep no thought could sound it, Whence arose thy spell When in my heart I found it? Like a coral isle

Random rock And the stain of the rain, Smell of bracken, The windy moor And the wild cloud,

Soars still thy spirit, Child of… Dost hear the camps of Europe hum… On eagle wings dost hover nigher At the far rolling of the drum? To see the harvest thou hast sown

Breezes strongly rushing, when the… Prophesying Summer to the shaken… Blowing brows of forest, where sof… Crowned with heavenly glimpses of… Buds and breaking blossoms, that s…

Together we laughed and talked in… Out now, alone I come Into the street, in the fall of th… Shadowy skies, with a pale uncerta… Hover above the houses dim; but br…

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…

There is threat in the wind, and a… of water that swells Swift in the hollow: about me a shadow is thrown; For above is no valley sequestered

I want a thousand things to—night; The bonds of earth are strict and… Yet glory were a vain delight Did you not sing within my song. Hungers, despairs, and victories,

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…

Pale are the words I build for my… To house in; pale as the chill mis… An ardent morn. My fire to others… But dimly burns through the frail… I cast but shadows from my inward…

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

The dripping of the boughs in sile… Softly; the low note of some linge… Amid the weeping vapour; the chill… Of solitary evening upon all That stirs and hopes and apprehend…

In the high leaves of a walnut, On the very topmost boughs, A boy that climbed the branching b… His cradled limbs would house. On the airy bed that rocked him