The immemorial grief of all years Burdes my heart sorely, and the ye… Of slow eternal crying stain my ch… Forever and forever my soul speaks Saying: I am thy self: Look on me…

You nor I nor nobody knows Where our daily-taken breath Vanisheth and vanisheth: Where our lost breath’s flying goe… You nor I nor nobody knows.

Thou hast Drawn laughter from A well of secret tears And thence so elvish it rings, –mo… And sweet.

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

All day, all day I brush My golden strands of hair; All day I wait and wait.. Ah, who is there? Who calls? Who calls? The gold

‘WHY do You thus devise Evil against her?’ ‘For that She is beautiful, delicate; Therefore.’

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…

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

Three grey women walk with me Fate and Grief and Memory. My fate brought grief; my grief mu… With me through Eternity, Such thy power, memory.

Was it love breathed on us as on t… Dawn breathes for a short space an… Or loved we never at all who but m… With too dim vision the guarded my… Were we unfaithful or were we unwi…

If it Were lighter touch Than petal of flower resting On grass, oh still too heavy it we… Too heavy!

My songs to sell, sweet maid! I pray you buy. Here’s one will win a lady’s tears… Here’s one will make her gay, Here’s one will charm your true lo…

The sun is warm today, O Romulus, and on Thine older Palentine the birds Still sing.

If illness’ end be health regained… Will pay you, Asculapeus, when I…

Well and If day on day Follows and weary year On year . . . and ever days and ye… Well?