I SAID my pleasure shall not mov… It is not fixed in things apart: Seeking not love—but yet to love— I put my trust in mine own heart. I knew the fountain of the deep

WE must pass like smoke or live w… For we can no more than smoke unto… If our thought has changed to drea… As smoke we vanish though the fire… Lights of infinite pity star the g…

DARK head by the fireside broodi… Where upon your ears Whirlwinds of the earth intruding Sound in wrath and tears: Tender-hearted, in your lonely

WHO are exiles? As for me Where beneath the diamond dome Lies the light on hill or tree, There my palace is and home. Who are lonely lacking care?

THOUGH now thou hast failed and… Though lost for a while be thy hea… For all will be beauty about thee… And lovely the dews for thy chilli… The eyes that had gazed from afar…

HERE where the loves of others c… The vision of my heart begins. The wisdom that within us grows Is absolution for our sins. We took forbidden fruit and ate

WE are desert leagues apart; Time is misty ages now Since the warmth of heart to heart Chased the shadows from my brow. Oh, I am so old, meseems

DOES the earth grow grey with gr… For her hero darling fled? Though her vales let fall no leaf, In our hearts her tears are shed. Still the stars laugh on above:

WHILE the earth is dark and grey How I laugh within. I know In my breast what ardours gay From the morning overflow. Though the cheek be white and wet

THOSE delicate wanderers, The wind, the star, the cloud, Ever before mine eyes, As to an altar bowed, Light and dew-laden airs

THERE’S a cure for sorrow in th… Where the scarlet cressets hang ov… And joyful winds are blowing from… And the heart of the earth is full… Many and many a sunbright maiden s…

OH, be not led away, Lured by the colour of the sun-ric… The gay romance of song Unto the spirit life doth not belo… Though far-between the hours

WHAT is the love of shadowy lips That know not what they seek or pr… From whom the lure for ever slips And fails their phantom tenderness… The mystery and light of eyes

ALL the morn a spirit gay Breathes within my heart a rhyme, ’Tis but hide and seek we play In and out the courts of time. Fairy lover, when my feet

NOT the soul that’€™s whitest Wakens love the sweetest: When the heart is lightest Oft the charm is fleetest. While the snow-frail maiden,