Not thou, White rose, but thy Ensanguined sister is The dear companion of my heart’s Shed blood.

Musicians O Musicians: Heartseas… Heartsease: an you will have me li… Light wind in the small green leav… Play, oh play, my sad heart ease; Birds, shake from your wilding thr…

A flickering light near spent Her pale hand bore. Have you seen Angelique? Will she know the place Dead feet must find,

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…

White doves of Cytherea, by your… Across the blue Heaven’s bluest h… And by your certain homing to Lov… Still to be true and ever true -…

Lo, All the Way, Look you, I said, the clouds will… Grow clear, the road Be easier for my travelling the fi… So sodden and dead,

Scarlet the poppies Blue the corn-flowers, Golden the wheat. Gold for the Eternal: Blue for Our Lady:

THE old Old winds that blew When chaos was, what do They tell the clattered trees that… Should weep?

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

I have minded me Of the noon-day brightness, And the cricket’s drowsy Singing in the sunshine. . I have minded me

Pain ebbs, And like cool balm, An opiate weariness Settles on eye-lids, on relaxed Pale wrists.

Every day, Every day, Tell the hours By their shadows, By their shadows.

Than spring’s new scents The winter’s earliest wind Blows from the hills the first fai… Of Snow. Why have I

To Walter Savage Landor Ah, Walter, where you lived I rue These days come all too late for m… What matter if her eyes were blue Whose rival is Persephone?

The morning is new and the skies a… The day cometh in with the sun and… Hasten, belov’ed! For see, while you were yet sleepi… The cool and virgin feet of dawn w…