The grass was gray with the moonli… The stones were white as I came t… I came down the path by the thirte… Through the blocks of shade that t… And when I came to the high lych-…

Now that the sunlight dies in my e… And the moonlight grows in my hair… I who was never very wise, Never was very fair, Virgin and martyr all my life,

So silent is the world to-night The lamp gives silence out like li… The latticed windows open wide Show silence, like the night, outs… The nightingale’s faint song draws…

CHOKED with ill weeds my garden… Hard was the ground, no bud had he… Yet shone your smile there, with y… ‘Have patience, for some day the f… Some weeds you killed, you made a…

ALL the flight of thoughts here,… Fluttering in the sun, between the… Wheeling, whirling, poising, lovel… How to cage the flying thoughts, m… Set a springe of rhyme, and hope t…

THE monastery towers, as pure and… As virgin vows, reached up white h… The walls, to guard the hidden hea… Were strong as sin, and white as s… And there came holy men, by world’…

‘REFUSE, refrain: for this is n… The Annunciation Angel warned you… This is the little candle, not the… It burns, but will not warm, unhap… ‘But ah! suppose the sun should ne…

Good-bye, good-bye; it is not hard… You have my heart—the heart that l… Your name called by an echo in a d… You have my soul that, like an unt… Reflects your soul that leans so d…

THE little moon is dead, Drowned in the flood of rain That drips from roof of byre and s… And splashes in the lane: The leafless lean-flanked lane whe…

The snow is white on wood and wold… The wind is in the firs, So dead my heart is with the cold, No pulse within it stirs, Even to see your face, my dear,

SMILE on me, mouth of red—so muc… Shine on me, eyes which darkened l… Turn, turn my way, oh glorious gol… My soul is lost, then let the pric… Amid rich flowers your rosy lampli…

THE sunshine of your presence lie… On the glad garden of my heart And bids the leaves of silence par… To show the flowers to your dear e… And flower on flower blooms there…

I HEAR the waves to-night Piteously calling, calling Though the light Of the kind moon is falling, Like kisses, on the sea

If you and I Had wings to fly - Great wings like seagulls’ wings - How would we soar Above the roar

KNOWING our needs, hardly knowi… Hear how we cry to you, brothers o… Brothers in nature, pulse, passion… Our sins in you, and your blood in… First in your palace, or last in o…