A laggard in the rear of time’s sw… And one who loiters on an aimless… Through lands he knows not; lured… In secret paths where silence hold… And rust ascending wings. Roads m…

Force and bluster? Mighty threate… Scorn I lightly, - Not for these. Tell me when shall great Orion Catch the flying Pleuades?

Behold her, Running through the waves Eager to reach the land; The water laps her, Sun and wind are on her,

A-sway, On red rose, A golden butterfly. . And on my heart a butterfly Night-wing’d.

Art thou Not kin to him Who loved Mark’s wife and both Died for it? O, thou harper in Green woods?

Heard ye the maidens Went through the meadows, Early, O, early, While yet the dew was Wet on the grass?

Grey gaolers are my griefs That will not let me free; The bitterness of tears Is warder unto me. I may not leap or run;

(1) The rose new-opening saith, And the dew of the morning saith, (Fallen leaves and vanished dew) Remember death.

But me They cannot touch, Old age and death. .the strange And ignominious end of old Dead folk!

In your Curled petals what ghosts Of blue headlands and seas, What perfumed immortal breath sigh… Of Greece.

(Girl’s Song) In Babylon, in Nineveh, And long ago, and far away, The lilies and the lotus blew That are my sweet of youth to-day.

Guardian Of The Treasure Of Sol… And Keeper Of the Prophet’s Armo… My tent A vapour that The wind dispels and but

As I went, as I went Over the mountains, I heard, I heard, Through cloud-wreath and mist, A hound that was baying -

Still as On windless nights The moon-cast shadows are, So still will be my heart when I Am dead.

Meet thou the event And terrible happening of Thine end: for thou art come Upon the remote, cold place Of ultimate dissolution and