At midnight tears Run in your ears.

The landscape where I lie Again from boughs sets free Summer; all night must fly In wind’s obscurity The thick green leaves that made

You may have all things from me, s… The slight life in my throat will… For your love, nor your loss, nor… Shall I be made a panderer to dea… Dig the green ground for darkness…

O God, in the dream the terrible… To paw at the air, and make for me… Fear kept for thirty-five years po… And retribution equally old, or ne… Coward complete, I lay and wept o…

Here, in the withered arbor, like… Straight sides, carven knees, Stands the statue, with hands flun… Or remonstrances. Over the lintel sway the woven bra…

She has no need to fear the fall Of harvest from the laddered reach Of orchards, nor the tide gone ebb… From the steep beach. Nor hold to pain’s effrontery

In fear of the rich mouth I kissed the thin,— Even that was a trap To snare me in. Even she, so long

Nothing was remembered, nothing fo… When we awoke, wagons were passing… The window-sills were wet from rai… Birds scattered and settled over c… As among grotesque trees.

I do not know where either of us c… Just at first, waking from the sle… I do not know how we can bear The river struck by the gold plumm… Or many trees shaken together in t…

Women have no wilderness in them, They are provident instead, Content in the tight hot cell of t… To eat dusty bread. They do not see cattle cropping re…

I had come to the house, in a cave… Facing a sheer sky. Everything moved,—a bell hung read… Sun and reflection wheeled by. When the bare eyes were before me

I burned my life, that I might fi… A passion wholly of the mind, Thought divorced from eye and bone… Ecstasy come to breath alone. I broke my life, to seek relief

Beautiful, my delight, Pass, as we pass the wave. Pass, as the mottled night Leaves what it cannot save, Scattering dark and bright.

Since you would claim the sources… Recall the meshes whence it sprang… The reedy traps which other hands… To close upon it. Conjure up the… Blaze that it cleared so cleanly,…

Come, let us tell the weeds in dit… How we are poor, who once had rich… And lie out in the sparse and sodd… Pastures that the cows have trodde… The while an autumn night seals do…