He, in the room above, grown old a… She, in the room below—his floor h… Pursue their separate dreams. He… And throws himself on the bed, fac… She, by the window, smiles at a st…

Now, when the moon slid under the… And the cold clear dark of starlig… He heard in his blood the well-kno… Tolling slowly in heaves of sound, Slowly beating, slowly beating,

The round red sun heaves darkly ou… The walls and towers are warmed an… Sounds go drowsily up from streets… The city stirs like one that is ha… And the mist flows up by dazzling…

Round white clouds roll slowly abo… Over the clear red roofs they flow… A flock of pigeons rises with blue… Rises with whistle of wings, hover… And settles slowly again on the ta…

All lovely things will have an end… All lovely things will fade and di… And youth, that’s now so bravely s… Will beg a penny by and by. Fine ladies soon are all forgotten…

He Fill your bowl with roses: the bow… Sit at the western window. Take t… Between your hands like a ball of… Poise it to let it fall, but hold…

In Memory Of. In Fondest Recoll… In Loving Memory Of. In Fond Remembrance. Died in October. Di… Who died at sea? The name of the… Escapes her, gone, blown with the…

One, where the pale sea foamed at… With wave upon slowly shattering w… Turned to the city of towers as ev… And slowly walked by the darkening… And saw how the towers darkened ag…

It is a shabby backdrop of bright… one of the small interstices of ti… the worn out north star northward,… to westward spread in ruined light… the other stars disposed,—or indis…

See, as the carver carves a rose, A wing, a toad, a serpent’s eye, In cruel granite, to disclose The soft things that in hardness l… So this one, taking up his heart,

The lamplit page is turned, the dr… The music changes tone, you wake,… Deep worlds you lived before,—deep… Of leaf on falling leaf, music on… Rain and sorrow and wind and dust…

Begotten by the meeting of rock wi… The mating of rock and rock, rocks… Created so, and yet forgetful, wal… The seaward path, puts up her left… Blue eyes, the eyes of rock, to se…

Knock on the door, and you shall h… Open the heavy walls to set me fre… And blow a horn to call me into th… And startled then what a strange t… Nuns, murderers, and drunkards, sa…

The white fog creeps from the cold… Over the pale grey tumbled towers,… And settles among the roofs, the p… Along damp sinuous streets it craw… Curls like a dream among the motio…

He, in the room above, grown old a… She, in the room below, his floor… Pursue their separate dreams. He… And throws himself on the bed, fac… She, by the window, smiles at a st…