While to the clarion blown by Mar… Tall Tragedy tramped by in hues o… And Shakespeare yet was tuning st… With English hawthorn crowned, in… When bright clouds melted in a sky…

Far down the reach a creeping mist Hung dim along the mountain side; On shadowed water, sleek and whist… I let the lazy shallop glide. The ripple scarcely cut the green

Hey, Toby, Toby, Toby!—Dead? The silence is a flood That closes, choking, overhead, And chills the living blood. The leaping friend, whose jolly ba…

’Twas Jack-o’-Winter hailed it fi… But now more timid angels sing, For what dull ear can fail to hear Afar the fluting of the Spring? In all free spaces of the land

When I cast my slough of clay Put it quietly away. Let no bloom untimely fade Where my empty heart is laid. Ask no folk to crowd around

Yonder, with eyes that tears, not… With ears the wide world’s thickne… We see tumultuous miseries that ha… The night’s dead watches, hear the… Of ruin shrieking through the musi…

Beside the path, on either hand, To keep the garden beds, The rusted iron pickets stand Thin shafts and pointed heads. And straight my spirit swooping go…

Gone are the aching want, the unce… Mad flight and moaning over batter… And self-contempt whose secret pen… Out of the writhing soul her blood… But use has never taught me to for…

O wistful eyes that haunt the gloo… Are you my own, remembered from th… I sat before my glass in dumb affr… And saw my cowering soul afraid to… Perhaps you are his, foreshadowed,…

His shatter’d Empire thunders to… A myriad hearts peal laughter as i… While red flags flutter on its rui… And living joy darts all the world… The imperial criminal, naked and u…

And can you tell me Love is blind Because your faults he will not fi… Because the image that he sees Is one of splendid mysteries? And if he lack the power to look

The world, all busy round us here… Is still unchanged: but you are tw… The mind, victorious with the risi… Steps boldly and blithely through… On greener grass where brighter fl…

Nurse not your grief, nor make obs… When I have shed this flesh I lov… Nor slowly toll the dull heart-bru… Nor carve my name in customary sto… But let the generous earth reclaim…

Dearest, when I left your side, I stood a moment, hesitating, And plunged. The boiling tide Of darkness took me, and down I w… Swift as a bird with folded wing,