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…

A day that is boundless as youth And gay with delight to be born, Where the waves flash and glide ov… In their pure image rippled and wo… Where laughter is young on the air

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

Out of the pale night air, From wandering lone in the warm sc… The sighing, shadowy, bright solit… Of leafy glade, and the rough upla… To thee I come, a branch

The rain was ending, and light Lifting the leaden skies. It shone upon ceiling and floor And dazzled a child’s eyes. Pale after fever, a captive

A woman sat, with roses red Upon her lap before her spread, On that high bridge whose parapet Wide over turbulent Thames is set… Between the dome’s far glittering…

On the road to Ypres, on the long… Marching strong, We’ll sing a song of Ypres, of he… And her wrong. Proud rose her towers in the old t…

My spirit was like the lonely air Before night, Like hovering cloud that’s melted… In the late light, When slow the vast earth—shadows r…

Day begins cold and misty on soile… That frost has ridged and crusted.… Comes, then a shape emerges from t… Without haste, trudging tracks the… With his breath white upon the air…

‘My feet are dead, the cold rain b… ‘Courage, sweet love, this tempest… ‘Yet oh, shall we not rest a littl… This city sleeps; some corner may… Our weary bodies till the storm am…

Will they blot also out your name Because you praise All works of men that shrine the f… Of beauty’s ways, Wherever men have proved them grea…

Within, the pillars soar to gloom Lit by the glimmering Rose ; Spirits of beauty shrined in stone Afar from mortal woes, Hearing not, though their haunted…

O hush, sweet birds, that linger i… Hold in your evening fragrance, we… But drooping branches and leaves t… Darken and cover me over in tender… As a water—lily unclosing on some…

Home from the wounds of Earth and… The marvel of her beauty and morni… She has taken, glorious with the d… Still on her thoughts, those thoug… Gleamed still or splendid, unafrai…

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