As a most happy mother feels the s… Of that new life which quickens wi… And knows that virtue has gone for… To doubly sanctify the name of wif… Yet, for her joy’s sake, and becau…

Here in a city made for love I wander loveless and alone, Longing for the unknown, Desiring one thing only, and above Desire in love with love.

It was a day of sun and rain, Uncertain as a child’s swift moods… And I shall never spend again So blithe a day among the woods. Was it because the Gods were plea…

When your eyes opened to mine eyes… Without desire, without surprise, I knew your soul awoke to see All, dreams foretold, but could no… Yet loving me, not loving me.

Miraculous silver-work in stone Against the blue miraculous skies, The belfry towers and turrets rise Out of the arches that enthrone That airy wonder of the skies.

The pool glitters, the fishes leap… With joyous fins, and dive in the… I see the corn in sheaves, and the… And the cows coming down to the wa… Dragon-flies mailed in lapis and m…

That day a fire was in my blood; I could have sung: joy wrapt me ro… The men I met seemed all so good, I scarcely knew I trod the ground… How easy seemed all toil! I laugh…

As a perfume doth remain In the folds where it hath lain, So the thought of you, remaining Deeply folded in my brain, Will not leave me; all things leav…

Her cheeks are hot, her cheeks are… The white girl hardly breathes to-… So faint the pulses come and go, That waken to a smouldering glow The morbid faintness of her white.

Skirts like the amber petals of a… A primrose dancing for delight In some enchantment of a bower That rose to wizard music in the n… A rhythmic flower whose petals pir…

Upon an obscure night, Fevered with love in love’s anxiet… (O hapless-happy plight!) I went, none seeing me, Forth from my house where all thin…

Midnight long is over-past As we loiter, and the rain falls f… As we loiter on your doorstep, And the rain falls fast. Will the watchful mother hear,

I did not know; child, child, I d… Who now in lonely wayfare go, Who wander lonely of you, O my ch… And by myself exiled. I did not know, but, O white soul…

The little stones chuckle against… ‘We are so small: God will not th… We are so old already, we have see… So many generations blunt their pl… Tilling the fields we lie in; and…

The shadows of the gaslit wings Come softly crawling down our way; Before the curtain someone sings, The music sounds from far away; I lounge beside you in the wings.