Lo！ from quiet skiesIn through the window my Lord the Sun！And my eyesWere dazzled and drunk with the misty gold，The golden glory that drowned and crow...
I can write no stately proemAs a prelude to my lay；From a poet to a poemI would dare to say.For if of these fallen petalsOne to you seem fair，Love wi...
I do not love you except because I love you；I go from loving to not loving you，From waiting to not waiting for youMy heart moves from cold to fire.I l...
And death shall have no dominion.Dead mean naked they shall be oneWith the man in the wind and the west moon；When their bones are picked clean and the...
I do not love you as if you were a salt rose， or topazor the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.I love you as certain dark things are to be loved...
1 If a man understands a poem，he shall have troubles.2 If a man lives with a poem，he shall die lonely.3 If a man lives with two poems，he shall be unf...
The art of losing isn't hard to master；so many things seem filled with the intentto be lost that their loss is no disaster.Lose something every da...
I wandered lonely as a cloudThat floats on high o'er vales and hills，When all at once I saw a crowd，A host， of golden daffodils，Beside the lake， b...
Earth has not anything to show more fair：Dull would he be of soul who could pass byA sight so touching in its majesty：This City now doth， like a garme...
A slumber did my spirit seal；I had no human fears：She seemed a thing that could not feelThe touch of earthly years.No motion has she now， no force；She...