FILL up, fill up the stirrup-cup… The wine is running free: The blue veils of the Spring are… She dances on the sea. In fields of love, in lanes of lau…

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…

UP and down, up and down They go, the gray rat, and the bro… The telegraph lines are tangled ha… Motionless on the sullen air An engine has fallen on its back,

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

THE far guns boom: shell-struck t… Skyward athunder, dust of rose and… The staring villa stands. So goes… The limelight lives: extinguished…

THE spire is gone, that slept for… Mirrored among the lilies, calm an… And now the water holds but empty… Through which the rivers of the th… The church lies broken near the fa…

When the bow-waves race through th… and aft are the boiling trails, What ship is that in the fading li… with the press and the wind in her… When the salvo flashes through the…

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…

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:

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…

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…

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;

The starshells float above, the ba… We bear our fallen friend without… Below the waiting legions lie and… To us, who march upon their burial… Wound in the flag of England, her…

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…

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…