Young and a conqueror, once on a d… Wild white Winter rode out this w… With his sword of ice and his bann… Vanquished the Summer and laid he… Winter was young then, young and s…

I found a starving cat in the stre… It cried for food and a place by t… I carried it home, and I strove t… The claims of its desire. And since its desire was a little…

‘GIVE me thy dreams,’ she said,… With empty hands and very poor, Watched my fair flowery visions di… Upon the temple’s marble floor. ‘Give joy,’ she said. I let joy g…

ACROSS the quiet pastures of my… The invading army marched in splen… My few poor forces fled beyond con… Scattered, defeated, hidden in the… My fields were green, their hedges…

LIKE an angry sun, like a splend… War gleams down the long years’ tr… They strain at the leash, the dogs… And who shall hold them back? ‘Let loose the pack: we are Engli…

NEVER again: No child shall stir the inmost hea… And teach her heaven by that first… No little lips shall lie against h… Save the cold lips that now lie th…

We do not clamour for vengeance, We do not whine for fear; We have cried in the outer darknes… Where was no man to hear. We cried to man and he heard not;

1 It’s all for nothing: I’ve… 2 I suppose it ad to be: 3 But oh I never thought it o… 4 Nor e never thought it o… 5 And all for a kiss on your e…

THE house is haunted; when the li… Go pattering about it in their pla… I tremble lest the little one shou… The ghosts that haunt the happy ni… And yet I think they only come to…

DEAR goddess of the shining shri… Where all my votive tapers burn, Where every gold-embroidered thoug… And all my flowers of life are bro… —With many, alas! that are not min…

You needn’t pray for me, old lady,… I’m fit and jolly as ever I was—y… When I go whistling down the road… She needn’t think I’m whistling h… If I pass her house a dozen times…

Oh, the nights were dark and cold, When my love was gone. And life was hard to hold When my love was gone. I was wise, I never gave

HERE is the dim enchanted wood Your face, a mystery divine, But half revealed, half understood… Appears the counterpart of mine. Beyond the wood the daylight lies;

O thrush, is it true? Your song tells Of a world born anew, Of fields gold with buttercups, wo… With hyacinth bells;

THE young Spring air was strong… The sky reflected in your eyes Was of a blue as deep-divine As ever glowed in southern skies. We passed from out the sunny lane