Go from me. Yet I feel that I sh… Henceforward in thy shadow. Never… Alone upon the threshold of my doo… Of individual life, I shall comma… The uses of my soul, nor lift my h…
I lift my heavy heart up solemnly, As once Electra her sepulchral ur… And, looking in thine eyes, I ove… The ashes at thy feet. Behold and… What a great heap of grief lay hid…
Beloved, thou hast brought me many… Plucked in the garden, all the sum… And winter, and it seemed as if th… In this close room, nor missed the… So, in the like name of that love…
How do I love thee? Let me count… I love thee to the depth and bread… My soul can reach, when feeling ou… For the ends of being and ideal gr… I love thee to the level of every…
First time he kissed me, he but on… The fingers of this hand wherewith… And ever since it grew more clean… Slow to world—greetings... quick w… When the angels speak. A ring of…
If I leave all for thee, wilt tho… And be all to me? Shall I never m… Home—talk and blessing and the com… That comes to each in turn, nor co… When I look up, to drop on a new…
My letters! all dead paper, ... mu… And yet they seem alive and quiver… Against my tremulous hands which l… And let them drop down on my knee… This said, ... he wished to have m…
I lived with visions for my compan… Instead of men and women, years ag… And found them gentle mates, nor t… A sweeter music than they played t… But soon their trailing purple was…
When our two souls stand up erect… Face to face, silent, drawing nigh… Until the lengthening wings break… At either curvéd point, —what bitt… Can the earth do to us, that we sh…
Beloved, my Beloved, when I think That thou wast in the world a year… What time I sate alone here in th… And saw no footprint, heard the si… No moment at thy voice ... but, li…
I thought once how Theocritus had… Of the sweet years, the dear and w… Who each one in a gracious hand ap… To bear a gift for mortals, old or… And, as I mused it in his antique…
If thou must love me, let it be fo… Except for love's sake only. Do n… “I love her for her smile ... her… Of speaking gently, ... for a tric… That falls in well with mine, and…
MY future will not copy fair my p… On any leaf but Heaven’s. Be full… Supernal Will! I would not fain b… Who, satisfying thirst and breakin… Upon the fulness of the heart, at…
FRIENDS of faces unknown and a… Unvisited over the sea, Who tell me how lonely you stand With a single gold curl in the han… Held up to be looked at by me, —
ENOUGH! we’re tired, my heart a… We sit beside the headstone thus, And wish that name were carved for… The moss reprints more tenderly The hard types of the mason’s knif…
Dead! One of them shot by the sea… And one of them shot in the west b… Dead! both my boys! When you sit… And are wanting a great song for… Let none look at me!
We cannot live, except thus mutual… We alternate, aware or unaware, The reflex act of life: and when w… Our virtue onward most impulsively… Most full of invocation, and to be
I tell you, hopeless grief is pass… That only men incredulous of despa… Half-taught in anguish, through th… Beat upward to God’s throne in lo… Of shrieking and reproach. Full d…
WHAT was he doing, the great god… Down in the reeds by the river? Spreading ruin and scattering ban, Splashing and paddling with hoofs… And breaking the golden lilies afl…
Love me Sweet, with all thou art, Feeling, thinking, seeing; Love me in the lightest part, Love me in full being. Love me with thine open youth
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…
Madam would speak with me. So, no… The Deluge or else Fire! She’s w… My husbandship. Our chain on sile… Time leers between, above his twid… Am I quite well? Most excellent i…
Love ere he bleeds, an eagle in hi… Has earth beneath his wings: from… He views the rosy dawn. In vain t… The fatal web below while far he f… But when the arrow strikes him, th…
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…
Their sense is with their senses a… Destroyed by subtleties these wome… More brain, O Lord, more brain! o… Utterly this fair garden we might… Behold! I looked for peace, and t…
In our old shipwrecked days there… When in the firelight steadily agl… Joined slackly, we beheld the red… Among the clicking coals. Our lib… That eve was left to us: and hushe…
At last we parley: we so strangely… In such a close communion! It bef… About the sounding of the Matin—b… And lo! her place was vacant, and… Of loneliness was round me. Then…
He found her by the ocean’s moanin… Nor any wicked change in her disce… And she believed his old love had… Which was her exultation, and her… She took his hand, and walked with…
What soul would bargain for a cure… Contempt the nobler agony to kill? Rather let me bear on the bitter i… And strike this rusty bosom with n… It seems there is another veering…