Three damsels in the queen’s chamb… The queen’s mouth was most fair; She spake a word of God’s mother As the combs went in her hair. Mary that is of might,

From the depth of the dreamy decli… Pallid and pink as the palm of the… Are they looks of our lovers that… These that we feel in the blood of… Thicken and thrill as a theatre th…

Vicisti, Galilæe I have lived long enough, having s… Goddess and maiden and queen, be n… Thou art more than the day or the… For these give joy and sorrow; but…

Eros, from rest in isles far-famed… With rising Anthesterion rose, And all Hellenic heights acclaime… Eros. The sea one pearl, the shore one r…

The trumpets of the four winds of… From the ends of the earth blow ba… With breasts palpitating and wings… With passion of couched limbs, as… Sleeping, and in her sleep she see…

I saw my soul at rest upon a day As a bird sleeping in the nest of… Among soft leaves that give the st… To touch its wings but not its eye… So that it knew as one in visions…

THE LARKS are loud above our l… Now the sun’€™s perfume fills thei… With odour like the colour: all th… Is only light and song and wind wh… These twain are blent in one with…

ALL the bells of heaven may ring, All the birds of heaven may sing, All the wells on earth may spring, All the winds on earth may bring All sweet sounds together—

Blessed was she that bare, Hidden in flesh most fair, For all men’s sake the likeness of… Holy that virgin’s womb, The old record saith, on whom

AN HOUR ere sudden sunset fired… Arose two stars upon the pale deep… The hall of heaven was clear for n… Yet was not yet day’€™s fiery hear… Love leapt up from his mother’€™s…

Goodnight and goodbye to the life… As mourners clothed with regret fo… To the waters of gloom whence wind… Goodnight and goodbye. A time is for mourning, a season f…

From the depths of the green garde… Where the summer in darkness dozes Till autumn pluck from his hand An hour-glass that holds not a san… From the maze that a flower-belt e…

SWEET MOTHER, in a minute’€™s… Death parts thee and my love of th… Sweet love, that yet art living ma… Come back, true love, to comfort m… Back, ah, come back! ah wellaway!

OUT of the depths of darkling lif… Laughs piteously that sorrow shoul… Her own ill name, nor woe be count… Where hate and craft and lust make… Than sounds through dreams that gr…

Love, out of the depth of things, As a dewfall felt from above, From the heaven whence only spring… Love, Love, heard from the heights there…