THE LAST BARGAIN "COME and hire me," I cried, while in the morning I was walking on the stone-paved road. Sword in hand, the King came in hi...
Blue Squills How many million Aprils came Before I ever knew How white a cherry bough could be, A bed of squills, how blue！ And many a dancing April W...
Stars Alone in the night On a dark hill With pines around me Spicy and still, And a heaven full of stars Over my head, White and topaz And misty red； ...
"What Do I Care？" What do I care, in the dreams and the languor of spring, That my songs do not show me at all？ For they are a fragrance, an...
Meadowlarks In the silver light after a storm, Under dripping boughs of bright new green, I take the low path to hear the meadowlarks Alone and high-h...
Driftwood My forefathers gave me My spirit's shaken flame, The shape of hands, the beat of heart, The letters of my name. But it was my lovers, An...
"I Have Loved Hours at Sea" I have loved hours at sea, gray cities, The fragile secret of a flower, Music, the making of a poem That gave me...
I. "Stay, traveller, stay thy weary steed, The sultry hour of noon is near, Of rest thy way-worn limbs have need, Stay, then, and, taste its swee...
II. Thus spake an aged man to one Who manhood's race had just begun. His form of manhood's noblest length Was strung with manhood's stoute...
III. From where the hermit's cottage stood, Beneath its huge old guardian tree, The gazer's wand'ring eye might see, Where, in its maze of...