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Monody On The Death Of The Right Hon. R. B. Sheridan
Monody On The Death Of The Right Hon. R. B. Sheridan When the last sunshine of expiring day In summer's twilight weeps itself away, Who hath not felt the softness of the hour S…
By the Hoof of the Wild Goat
"By the Hoof of the Wild Goat" By the Hoof of the Wild Goat uptossed From the cliff where she lay in the Sun Fell the Stone To the Tarn where the daylight is lost, So she fell f…
The Virginity
The Virginity Try as he will, no man breaks wholly loose From his first love, no matter who she be. Oh, was there ever sailor free to choose, That didn't settle somewhere near t…
The Watcher
The Watcher Put forth to watch, unschooled, alone, 'Twixt hostile earth and sky; The mottled lizard 'neath the stone Is wiser here than I. What stir across the haze of heat? Wha…
Alchemical
Alchemical Silence, like Gold cooked in charred Hands. Vast, grey, near as all that is Lost Sisterly-Shape: All the Names, all the with- Burnt up Names. So much Ash to be ble…
Holy-Cross Day
Holy-Cross Day ON WHICH THE JEWS WERE FORCED TO ATTEND AN ANNUAL CHRISTIAN SERMON IN ROME. [``Now was come about Holy-Cross Day, and now must my lord preach his first sermon to…
Stanzas Written On The Road Between Florence And Pisa
Stanzas Written On The Road Between Florence And Pisa Oh, talk not to me of a name great in story; The days of our youth are the days of our glory; And the myrtle and ivy of sw…
Italian Music In Dakota
Italian Music In Dakota THROUGH the soft evening air enwrinding all, Rocks, woods, fort, cannon, pacing sentries, endless wilds, In dulcet streams, in flutes' and cornets' note…
Night Ray
Night Ray Most brightly of all burned the hair of my evening loved one: to her I send the coffin of lightest wood. Waves billow round it as round the bed of our dream in Rome;…
The Burden
The Burden One grief on me is laid Each day of every year, Wherein no soul can aid, Whereof no soul can hear: Whereto no end is seen Except to grieve again-- Ah, Mary Magdalene,…
Sonnet XXIV: Let the World's Sharpness
Sonnet XXIV: Let the World's Sharpness Let the world's sharpness like a clasping knife Shut in upon itself and do no harm In this close hand of Love, now soft and warm, And let…
Another Acrostic ( In the style of Father William )
Another Acrostic ( In the style of Father William ) "Are you deaf, Father William!" the young man said, "Did you hear what I told you just now? "Excuse me for shouting! Don't w…
Banish Air from Air
Banish Air from Air 854 Banish Air from Air- Divide Light if you dareThey'll meet While Cubes in a Drop Or Pellets of Shape Fit Films cannot annul Odors return whole Force Fla…
To-nigh
To-nigh The moon is a curving flower of gold, The sky is still and blue; The moon was made for the sky to hold, And I for you. The moon is a flower without a stem, The sky is lu…
The Two Glasses
The Two Glasses There sat two glasses, filled to the brim, On a rich man's table, rim to rim. One was ruddy and red as blood, And one was clear as the crystal flood. Said the…
Hush'd Be the Camps Today
Hush'd Be the Camps Today Hush'd be the camps today, And soldiers let us drape our war-worn weapons, And each with musing soul retire to celebrate, Our dear commander's death.…
Pierrot
Pierrot Pierrot stands in the garden Beneath a waning moon, And on his lute he fashions A fragile silver tune. Pierrot plays in the garden, He thinks he plays for me, But I am q…
Lucy's Song
Lucy's Song How beautiful at eventide To see the twilight shadows pale, Steal o'er the landscape, far and wide, O'er stream and meadow, mound and dale! How soft is Nature's ca…
Blessing The Cornfields
Blessing The Cornfields Sing, O Song of Hiawatha, Of the happy days that followed, In the land of the Ojibways, In the pleasant land and peaceful! Sing the mysteries of Mondami…
Ballatetta
Ballatetta The light became her grace and dwelt among Blind eyes and shadows that are formed as men; Lo, how the light doth melt us into song: The broken sunlight for a healm…
From Clee to heaven the beacon burns,
From Clee to heaven the beacon burns, The shires have seen it plain, From north and south the sign returns And beacons burn again. Look left, look right, the hills are bright,…
Journey
Journey Ah, could I lay me down in this long grass And close my eyes, and let the quiet wind Blow over me—I am so tired, so tired Of passing pleasant places! All my life, Follo…
Sonnet: Before He Went
Sonnet: Before He Went BEFORE he went to feed with owls and bats Nebuchadnezzar had an ugly dream, Worse than an Hus'if's when she thinks her cream Made a Naumachia for mice an…
A Song of Kabir
A Song of Kabir Oh, light was the world that he weighed in his hands! Oh, heavy the tale of his fiefs and his lands! He has gone from the guddee and put on the shroud, And depar…