A shaded lamp and a waving blind, And the beat of a clock from a dis… On this scene enter—winged, horned… A longlegs, a moth, and a dumbledo… While 'mid my page there idly stan…

THREE captains went to Indian w… And only one returned: Their mate of yore, he singly wore The laurels all had earned. At home he sought the ancient aisl…

Breathe not, hid Heart: cease sil… And though thy birth-hour beckons… Sleep the long sleep: The Doomsters heap Travails and teens around us here,

Knight, a true sister-love    This heart retains; Ask me no other love,    That way lie pains! Calm must I view thee come,

I wandered to a crude coast Like a ghost; Upon the hills I saw fires - Funeral pyres Seemingly - and heard breaking

At Westminster, hid from the ligh… Many who once had shone as monarch… Edward the Pious, and two Edwards… The second Richard, Henrys three… That is to say, those who were cal…

By Mellstock Lodge and Avenue    Towards her door I went, And sunset on her window-panes    Reflected our intent. The creeper on the gable nigh

Offended by a Book of the Writer’… NOW that my page upcloses, doomed… Never to press thy cosy cushions m… Or wake thy ready Yeas as heretof… Or stir thy gentle vows of faith i…

A very West-of-Wessex girl, As blithe as blithe could be, Was once well-known to me, And she would laud her native town… And hope and hope that we

Only a man harrowing clods In a slow silent walk, With an old horse that stumbles an… Half asleep as they stalk. Only thin smoke without flame

“Percussus sum sicut foenum, et ar… —Ps. ci    Wintertime nighs; But my bereavement-pain It cannot bring again:

There is a house with ivied walls, And mullioned windows worn and old… And the long dwellers in those hal… Have souls that know but sordid ca… And dote on gold.

(Durlston Head) Lend me an ear While I read you here A page from your history, Old cliff—not known

That night your great guns, unawar… Shook all our coffins as we lay, And broke the chancel window—squar… We thought it was the Judgment—da… And sat upright. While drearisome

For A. W. B. SHE sought the Studios, beckonin… An arch-designer, for she planned… He was of wise contrivance, deeply… In every intervolve of high and wi…