AS many stars as are aglow Deep in the hollows of the night As many as the flowers that blow Beneath the kindling light; As many as the birds that fly

ON THE RIVIERA. In tortuous windings up the steep… The sombre street toils to the vil… Whose antique walls in stone and m… Dumb witness to the Moor. Afar of…

ACROSS the barren moors the wil… Went sweeping on, and with his sob… Filled the still night, and tore t… Through which the moon did shed he… From age to age a houseless wander…

THOU camest with the coming Spri… With swallows, and the murmuring Of unloosed waters, with the birth Of daisies dimpling the green eart… And when the perfect rose of June

The Palms stood motionless as Pyr… Against the golden halo of the sky… Interminable crops of wheat and ry… Mantled the plain with downy cover… Of silken green, where little frec…

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.

I laid me down beside the sea, Endless in blue monotony; The clouds were anchored in the sk… Sometimes a sail went idling by. Upon the shingles on the beach

Hurrying for ever in their restles… The generations of earth’s teeming… Rise into being and lapse into the… Like transient bubbles sparkling i… They sink in quick succession out…

SHUT out day’s wintry beams! Sleep, brood upon my brain! For sweet sleep bringeth dreams And love again! Love cold and wan and sere

Would we but love what will not pa… The sun that on each morning shine… As when it rose first on the world… The fresh green leaves that rustle… The sun will shine, the leaves wil…

A thrush alit on a young-leaved sp… And, lightly clinging, It rocked in its singing As the rapturous notes rose loud a… And with liquid shakes,

All veiled in black, with faces hi… Crouching together in the jolting… What forms are these that pass alo… In abject apathy to life’s delight… The motley crowd, fantastically br…

All night, all day, in dizzy, down… Fell the wild-whirling, vague, cha… Till every landmark of the earth b… Trees, moorlands, roads, and each… Were blotted out by the bewilderin…

Ah, if you knew how soon and late My eyes long for a sight of you, Sometimes in passing by my gate You’d linger until fall of dew, If you but knew!

SOFTLY in a dream I heard, Ere the day was breaking, Softly call a cuckoo bird Between sleep and waking. Calling through the rippling rain