You see the fairies dancing in the… Laughing, leaping, sparkling with… You see the gnomes, at work beneat… Make gold and silver and diamonds… You see the angels, sliding down t…

Work while it is day: the night co… IN the childhood of April, while… With the young year’s blood in the… I passed through the lanes and the… And stood by the grave of the chil…

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’…

Among his books he sits all day To think and read and write; He does not smell the new-mown hay… The roses red and white. I walk among them all alone,

NOT in rich glebe and ripe green… Does Summer weave her sweet resis… But in high hills, and moorlands w… The vast enchantment of her presen… Wide sky, and sky-wide waste of th…

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…

In the great green park with the w… The wooden palings so hard to clim… There are fern and foxglove, primr… And green things growing all the t… And out in the open the daisies gr…

MADAM, you bade me act a part, A comedy of your devising— Forbade me to consult my heart, To be sincere—or compromising. The play was not my own device,

FLY, fly, my pretty pigeon, fly! And see if you can find him; He has blue eyes—you’ll know him b… He wears a pack behind him. He’s gone away—ah! many a mile

There is a garden made for our del… Where all the dreams we dare not d… I know it, but I do not know the… We slip and tumble in the doubtful… Where everything is difficult and…

Many’s the time I’ve found your f… Fresh as a bunch of flowers in Ma… Waiting for me at our own old plac… At the end of the working day. Many’s the time I’ve held your ha…

WHEN Love, sweet Love, was tang… I clipped his wings, and dressed h… Made him my little joy for little… And fed him when I had a song to… And then I saw how good life’s go…

Will you go a-maying, a-maying, a-… Come and be my Queen of May and p… The fields are full of daisy buds… The bird is on the nest, dear, the… ‘If I go with you, if I go a-mayi…

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…

If you were here, Hopes, dreams, ambitions, faith wo… Drowned in your eyes; and I shoul… Forgetting all that now I underst… For you confuse my life with memor…