DEATH, if thou wilt, fain would… Canst thou not spare, of all our h… One shelter where our spirits fain… Death, if thou wit? No dome with suns and dews impearl…

Who is this that sits by the way,… In a rent stained raiment, the rob… In the dust, in the rainfall sitti… With the night for a garment upon… She is fairer of face than the dau…

Crowned, girdled, garbed and shod… Son first-born of the morning, sov… Soul nearest ours of all, that wer… Most far off in the abysm of time,… Hung highest above the dawn-enkind…

BROAD-BASED, broad-fronted, b… With many a valley impleached with… Wherein the springs of all the str… And many a crag full-faced against… The mountain where thy Muse’s fee…

Low lies the mere beneath the moor… And glad of silence: down the woo… To the utmost verge where fed with… Low lies the mere. The wind speaks only summer: eye…

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…

IF YOU loved me ever so little, I could bear the bonds that gall, I could dream the bonds were britt… You do not love me at all. O beautiful lips, O bosom

NOT ALL disgraced, in that Ital… The imperial German cowered benea… Alone indeed imperial Hildebrand, And felt thy foot and Rome’s, and… And thine, more strong and soverei…

Somno mollior unda Dawn is dim on the dark soft water… Soft and passionate, dark and swee… Love’s own self was the deep sea’s… Fair and flawless from face to fee…

One of twain, twin-born with flowe… Now hath passed from sense of sun… Wind from off the flower-crowned b… One of twain. One twin flower must pass, and one…

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

TWO SOULS diverse out of our h… Pass, followed one with love and e… The stormy sophist with his mouth… Clothed with loud words and mantle… Of darkness and magnificence of ni…

Mourning on earth, as when dark ho… Wide-winged with plagues, from hea… Wane, and no lips rebuke or repreh… Mourning on earth. The soul wherein her songs of deat…

IN the beginning God made thee A woman well to look upon, Thy tender body as a tree Whereon cool wind hath always blow… Till the clean branches be well gr…

KING DAVID. Knights mine, all that be in hall, I have a counsel to you all, Because of this thing God lets fa… Among us for a sign.