The woods shake in an ague-fit, The mad wind rocks the pine, From sea to sea the white gulls fl… Into the roaring brine. The moon as if in panic grief

Far in the fiery wilderness, Beyond the town of Assouan, Left languishing in sore distress, There lay a dying Dragoman. Alone amid the waste, alone,

The songs of summer are over and p… The swallow’s forsaken the drippin… Ruined and black 'mid the sodden l… The nests are rudely swung in the… And ever the wind like a soul in p…

Thou walkest with me as the spirit… Of the hushed moon, high o’er a sn… Walks with the houseless traveller… When trees are tongueless and when… Moon of my soul, O phantasm of de…

When you wake from troubled slumbe… With a dream-bewildered brain, And old leaves which no man number… Chattering tap against the pane; And the midnight wind is wailing

PEACH trees and Judas trees, Poppies and roses, Purple anemones In garden closes! Lost in the limpid sky,

All my heart is stirring lightly Like dim violets winter-bound, Quickening as they feel the bright… Glowing sunlight underground. Yea, this drear and silent bosom,

Once on a golden day, In the golden month of May, I gave my heart away— Little birds were singing. I culled my heart in truth,

NOW the earth in fields and hills Stirs with pulses of the Spring, Next-embowering hedges ring With interminable trills; Sunlight runs a race with rain,

Cleave thou the waves that welteri… Surge multitudinous. The eternal… Of sun, moon, stars, the air, the… The winged winds, the still dissol… Of clouds in calm or storm, for ev…

You make the sunshine of my heart And its tempestuous shower; Sometimes the thought of you is li… A lilac bush in flower, Yea, honey-sweet as hives in May.

Peace, throbbing heart, nor let us… O’er this late love’s unseasonable… Sweet as a violet blooming in the… The posthumous offspring of the wi… That smells of March when all the…

CEDARS of Lebanon! Labyrinths… Making a mystery of open day; With layers of gloom keeping the… And solemn boughs which never bloo… Contemporaries of that great Crus…

Far in the introspective East A meditative Memphian Priest Would solve—such is the Sage’s cu… The riddle of the Universe. Thought, turning round itself, rev…

Hail, God revived in glory! The night is over and done; Far mountains wrinkled and hoary, Fair cities great in story, Flash in the rising sun.