I lie in the dark Grass beneath and you above me, Curved like the sky, Insistent that you love me. But the high stars

You may have other loves, Red mouths to kiss. Why should you lose That loveliness for this? No loveliness of mine

Beauty does not walk through lovel… Beauty walks with horror in her ha… Down long centuries of pleasant wa… Men have found the terrible most f… Youth is lovelier in death than li…

Up in my room on my unmade bed I sat and read. There was work waiting for me belo… I didn’t go. For in my little green room the so…

They have a few little hours To study the world’€” Its lovely absence of clouds, Or the thunderbolts hurled By hidden powers’€”

Do you remember still the little s… I mumbled on the hill at Aura, ho… I told you it was made for Katie’… When I was fresh from school and… With all the strength of girlhood?…

I’ve had no man To guard and shelter me, Guide and instruct me From mine infancy. No lord of earth

He looks in my heart and the image… Is himself, himself, than himself… And he thinks of my heart as a mir… To reflect the image I hold most… But my heart is much more like a s…

I have two wings To raise me to the skies. Withouten these My soul could never rise. My shining friends,

The sun’s my fire. Golden, from a magnificence of blu… Should be its hue. But woolly clouds, Like boarding-house old ladies, co…

I hate work so That I have found a way Of making one small task outlast t… I will not leave The garden and the sun,

Sometimes I lose My power of loving for an hour or… Then I misuse My knowledge of friends’ secrets t… Them far more heartily than others…

Most people have a way of making f… That’s very queer. They don’t choose whom they like,… In some way near. The girl beside them on the factor…

What were the good of stars if non… But mariners, astronomers and such… The sun and moon and stars were ma… I know that much.

If I had six white horses And six sturdy friends, I’d sell them into slavery, If that would gain your ends. I’d sell them into slavery,