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…

BEHOLD, unto myself I said, This place how dull and desolate, For lovely thoughts how all unmeet… This drear and darksome London st… Above, beneath, and all around,

CARVED WITH A CUPID’S… What fairy music clear and light, Responsive to your fingers, Swells rippling on the summer nigh… And amorously lingers

Bewilderingly, from wildly shaken… Invisible hands, deft moving every… Have woven a winding sheet of velv… And laid the dead earth in her dow… And more and more, in white confus…

WHAT are the Willows whispering… Nodding their old heads o’er the r… What does the West wind whisper t… And to the shame-faced purples dro… Why sobs the water, in its broken…

Many will love you; you were made… For the soft plumage of the unruff… Is not so soft as your caressing e… You will love many; for the winds… Are not more prone to shift their…

LOVE, oh, Love’s a dainty sweeti… Wooing now, and now retreating; Brightest joy and blackest care, Swift as light, and light as air. II.

Beside a Dial in the leafy close, Where every bush was burning with… With million roses falling flake b… Upon the lawn in fading summer sno… I read the Persian Poet’s rhyme o…

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

HOW the lilacs, the lilacs are gl… And white through the delicate ver… The blossoming boughs of the hawth… Like beautiful brides in their bri… With cobwebs for laces, and dewdro…

Why will you haunt me unawares, And walk into my sleep, Pacing its shadowy thoroughfares, Where long-dried perfume scents th… While ghosts of sorrow creep,

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…

When ich Dich liebe was geht es D… THE air is full of the peal of be… The rhythmical pealing of marriage… But athwart and above their ringin… Throbbing clear like the light of…

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…

‘Earth, earth on the mouth of Ora… THE storm had ceased to rave: sub… Lashed ocean heaved, and then lay… From the clear North a little bre… Severing the clouds: high o’er a w…