‘It is a foolish thing,’ said I, ‘To bear with such, and pass it by… Yet so I do, I know not why!’ And at each clash I would surmise That if I had acted otherwise

Everybody else, then, going, And I still left where the fair w… Much have I seen of neighbour lou… Making a lusty showing, Each now past all knowing.

We walked where Victor Jove was s… And passed to Livia’s rich red mu… Whence, thridding cave and Cripto… We gained Caligula’s dissolving p… And each ranked ruin tended to beg…

   I saw a dead man’s finer part Shining within each faithful heart Of those bereft. Then said I: "T…    His immortality."    I looked there as the seasons w…

Con the dead page as 'twere live l… Cold wisdom’s words will ease thy… Aye, go; cast off sweet ways, and… To biting blasts that are intent o… But if thy object Fame’s far summ…

That love’s dull smart distressed… He shrewdly learnt to see, But that I was in love with a dea… Never suspected he. He searched for the trace of a pic…

Under a daisied bank There stands a rich red ruminating…    And hard against her flank A cotton-hooded milkmaid bends her…    The flowery river-ooze

I—The Tragedy She sits in the tawny vapour    That the City lanes have uprol…    Behind whose webby fold on fold Like a waning taper

Woman much missed, how you call to… Saying that now you are not as you… When you had changed from the one… But as at first, when our day was… Can it be you that I hear? Let me…

Portion of this yew Is a man my grandsire knew, Bosomed here at its foot: This branch may be his wife, A ruddy human life

There is a house with ivied walls, And mullioned windows worn and old… And the long dwellers in those hal… Have souls that know but sordid ca… And dote on gold.

While the far farewell music thins… And the broad bottoms rip the bear… All smalling slowly to the gray se… And each significant red smoke-sha… Keen sense of severance everywhere…

Her house looked cold from the fog… And the square of each window a du… Where showed no stir: Yes, her gloom within at the lack… Seemed matching mine at the lack o…

Hereto I come to interview a ghos… Whither, O whither will its whim… Up the cliff, down, till I’m lone… And the unseen waters’ ejaculation… Where you will next be there’s no…

“A woman for whom great gods might… I said, and kissed her there: And then I thought of the other f… And of how charms outwear. I thought of the first with her ea…