The song of a nightingale sent thr… Low-lidded with twilight, and tran… Tranced with a tender enchantment;… That wins immortality even while p…

They have no song, the sedges dry, And still they sing. It is within my breast they sing, As I pass by. Within my breast they touch a stri…

See the sweet women, friend, that… The ever-falling fountain of green… Round the white bending stem, and… Of our most blushful flower shine… To teach philosophers the thirst o…

Flat as to an eagle’s eye, Earth hung under Attila. Sign for carnage gave he none. In the peace of his disdain, Sun and rain, and rain and sun,

Avert, High Wisdom, never vainly… This threat of War, that shows a… When nations gain the pitch where… Seems reason they are ripe for can… Dark looms the issue though the ca…

A wind sways the pines, And below Not a breath of wild air; Still as the mosses that glow On the flooring and over the lines

Love within the lover’s breast Burns like Hesper in the west, O’er the ashes of the sun, Till the day and night are done; Then when dawn drives up her car -

What may the woman labour to confe… There is about her mouth a nervous… 'Tis something to be told, or hidd… I get a glimpse of hell in this mi… She has desires of touch, as if to…

I am not of those miserable males Who sniff at vice and, daring not… Do therefore hope for heaven. I t… Of all my deeds. The wind that fi… Propels; but I am helmsman. Am I…

The shepherd, with his eye on hazy… Has told of rain upon the fall of… But promise is there none for Sus… That he will come, who keeps in dr… The freshest of the village three…

Know you the low pervading breeze That softly sings In the trembling leaves of twiligh… As if the wind were dreaming on it… And have you marked their still de…

Sprung of the father blood, the mo… Are they who point our pathway and… They rarely meet; one soars, one w… When they do meet, it is our earth… To see Life’s formless offspring…

When Sir Gawain was led to his br… By Arthur’s knights in scorn God-… How think you he felt? O the bride within Was yellow and dry as a snake’s ol…

Gracefullest leaper, the dappled f… Curves over brambles with berries… Light as a bubble that flies from… Whisked by the laundry-wife out of… Wavy he comes, woolly, all at his…

Historic be the survey of our kind… And how their brave Society took… Lion, wolf, vulture, fox, jackal a… The strong of limb, the keen of no… Who, with some jars in harmony, co…