The patriot from his walls of bras… Is singing loudly as I pass; With fearless heart and open eyes, He shouts the ancient battle cries… And, where I pause to hear him si…

The heart is hard that cannot feel The bruising of a light appeal. The heart is deaf that cannot hear The splashing of a tiny tear. The heart is dumb that cannot say

’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

In what pearl-paven mossy cave By what green sea Art thou reclining, virgin of the… In realms more full of splendid my… Than that strong northern flood wh…

What imps are these that come with… Black motes upon the morning’s amb… They crowd and float about each ha… And blow upon pure joy the taint o… Perforce those muttered hideous wo…

Seasons bloom and seasons wither;… Must we try with floods of bitter… Vainly chase the brown and broken… Shall we scorn the flowers around… Flowers giving loads of fragrance…

Spring, and the wispy clouds that… And draw the ecstatic soul in pain… In maddening flight through heaven… To melt in rapture at the heart of… The powers of the world that promi…

I have sought and followed you, dr… Led out by a laughing wind on a tu… On crags amid clouds, in cups that… And deep in the gem-lit gloom of t… And on widespread wings where the…

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…

Borne in the car along a crowded w… Sun-soaked, I saw the world like… Or phantom boats, upon a running t… Driven through flying fog at break… “The chain gang? Yes,” I heard a…

One very rough day on the Pride o… In the scuppers a poor little cabi… When the Bosun drew nigh with wra… And gave him a kick to remember hi… As he cried with a sneer: “What g…

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…

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

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,…

Out of the pregnant darkness, wher… To glimmering fire the watchword l… The dirge floats up from those who… High and still higher That yet shall blaze across the ve…