The sea has a laugh And the cliff a frown; For the laugh of the sea is wearin… Lipping and lapping Frown as he may,

Here lies a clerk who half his lif… Toiling at ledgers in a city grey, Thinking that so his days would dr… With no lance broken in life’s tou… Yet ever ’twixt the books and his…

FAREWELL, the village leaning… And all the cawing rooks that home… The bees; the drowsy anthem of the… The willows winding under April s… We watch the breakers crashing on…

IN domes of dim and ancient gold, In cloisters, where the lightning… Where gleam the gorgeous saints of… In aisles of jade and chrysoprase, In halls that wave like waving wat…

HOODED in angry mist, the sun g… Steel-gray the clouds roll out acr… Is this a Kingdom? Then give Dea… For here no emperor hath won, save… Though from the blackened grasses…

SHE lay beneath an apple tree, A marble maiden, free from care; And round her was a canopy Of moonlit air. He made his bed among the leaf,

NOW that the soul has left its th… Behind your mortal eyes, And light, and colour and sound ar… From the body’s palaces: Still in his wood the blackbird ca…

UNDER the stars the armies lie a… Between the lines a quiet river fl… Through brakes of honeysuckle, and… And fields where poppies droop in… The night as with a mantle now enf…

WHEN first I saw you, in eclipse… A veil about your head, And wondered at those unseen lips With wit bediamonded: Then laughing down the street I w…

O SILVER one, O silver one, Above the valley of the Bane: O stem with snow-water agleam, And glistening limbs, and trails o… The sun has sent a slanting kiss:

THE sea-breeze beating on her bro… The foam asurge her shining feet, She stood,-a silver Victory, Poised high on some Athenian prow… Leading against a tyrant fleet

In this red havoc of the patient e… Though higher yet the tide of batt… Now has the hero cast away disguis… And out of ruin splendour comes to… This is the field where Death and…

OLD Man, your pearls are not for… Your rubies die too soon: Have you the pearls of Sirius, Or opals of the moon? I do not ask for other gems;

Hail! O Baby of the May In the bubbling river-bed, Playing where the cannon play, With the shrapnel overhead! Sparkling in and flashing out

These who were children yesterday Now move in lovely flight, Swift-glancing as the shooting sta… That cleave the summer night; A moment flashed, they came and we…