Have you heard the Snowdrops ring… Their bells to themselves? Smaller and whiter than the singin… Of any fairy elves Who follow Mab their Queen

WHICH of the Angels sang so wel… That the approving Archon of the… Cried, “Come up hither!” and he,… Carried a note out of the choral s… Whereat that cherub to whom choice…

(Of Something Made By The Giver… Child, your effectual hands create… The things they fashion having, th… The type of matter than the precio… Of you, how can I serve myself of…

Since he is Poet of whom gods ord… Some most anthropic and perhuman a… Whereby his manhood shall so man h… That but his man of man is born ag… And since humanity is most humane,

If Time that feeds love dies to d… Immortal hours, dear friends, were… For Morn that on the hills oped e… And Eve that walked like Mary by… Where that old Dreamer, as he bui…

If God so raise the Dead, shall… The Captive and the immemorable c… Fud(ce)a capta!—taken but not slai… And cursèd not to die-ah, not to d… Then come out of thine ages, thou…

From the sad eaves the drip-drop o… The water washing at the latchel d… A slow step plashing by upon the m… A single bleat far from the famish… The clicking of an embered hearth…

‘The Spring again hath started on… Wherein she seeketh Summer thro’… I will arise and go upon my way. It may be that the leaves of Autu… His footsteps from me; it may be t…

This morn I lay a-dreaming, This morn, this merry morn, When the cock crew shrill from ove… I heard a bugle horn. And thro’ the dream I was dreamin…

Lo, this is night. Hast thou, oh… Thy countenance, or is thy golden… Shortened, or from thy shining pla… Art thou put down and lost? Neith… Refused thy constant face, nor is…

Far in the cradling sky, Dawn opes his baby eye, Then I awake and cry, Woe is me! Morn, the young hunter gay,

Last night beneath the foreign sta… And saw the thoughts of those at h… To the great grave upon the hill o… Upon the darkness they went visibl… Each in the vesture of its own dis…

I’m leaning where you loved to lea… The sun has sunk an hour ago behin… In this old oriel that we loved ho… Gazing, gazing, up the vale of gre… The summer corn is in the ear, tho…

Fiddler loquitur Heigho, fiddlestick, fiddlestick,… Heigho, fiddlestick, fiddle for a… Heigh, pretty Kitty! heigh, jolly… Up with the heels, girls! fling, l…

SISTER Simplicitie, Sing, sing a song to me, Sing me to sleep. Some legend low and long, Slow as the summer song