What a twitter! what a tumult! wha… Birds of Passage hear the message… Birds of Passage hear the message… Mid the falling leaves of autumn,… Shall they venture on the voyage?…

Love-cradling Night, lit by the l… Most pitiful and mother-hearted N… Blest armistice in life’s tumultuo… Resolving discords to a spheral tu… When tired with heat and strenuous…

Oh in this dearth and winter of th… When even Hope, still wont to soa… Droopeth, a starveling bird whose… Stiffens ere dead through the dank… Yea, ere Hope perish utterly, I c…

Like putting forth upon a sea On which the moonbeams shimmer, Where reefs and unknown perils be To wreck, yea, wreck one utterly, It were to love you, lady fair,

Oh haste while roses bloom below, Oh haste while pale and bright abo… The sun and moon alternate glow, To pluck the rose of love. Yea, give the morning to the lark,

The April rain, the April rain, Comes slanting down in fitful show… Then from the furrow shoots the gr… And banks are fledged with nestlin… And in grey shaw and woodland bowe…

A stormy light of sunset glows and… Between two banks of cloud, and o’… Thy fair lamp on the sky’s carnati… Alone on the lone promontory flare… Friend of the Fisher who at night…

OH torrent, roaring in thy giant… And thund’ring grandly o’er th’ op… Thy voice, far louder than the lio… Through trackless forests shakes t… Runs through the marrow of the ear…

Divest thyself, O Soul, of vain d… Bid hope farewell, dismiss all cow… Take leave of empty laughter, empt… And quench, for ever quench, the w… Wherein this heart, as in a funera…

O moon, large golden summer moon, Hanging between the linden trees, Which in the intermittent breeze Beat with the rhythmic pulse of J… O night-air, scented through and t…

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

I charge you, O winds of the West… That ye blow o’er the brows of my… I charge you, O dews of the Dawn,… That ye fall at the feet of my lov… I charge you, O birds of the Air,…

She stood against the Orient sun, Her face inscrutable for light; A myriad larks in unison Sang o’er her, soaring out of sigh… A myriad flowers around her feet

I will take your thoughts to my he… I will keep and garner them there Locked in a casket apart. Far above rubies or rare Pearls from the prodigal deep,

The dead abide with us! Though st… Earth seems to grip them, they are… They have forged our chains of bei… And their invisible hands these ha… Our perishable bodies are the moul…