GOOD-BYE. KISS me, and say good-bye； Good-bye, there is no word to say but this, Nor any lips left for my lips to kiss, Nor any tears to shed, when th...
LOVE AND WISDOM. JULY, and June brought flowers and love To you, but I would none thereof, Whose heart kept all through summer time A flower of frost ...
NIGHTINGALE WEATHER. I'LL never be a nun, I trow, While apple bloom is white as snow, But far more fair to see； I'll never wear nun's blac...
SUMMER'S ENDING. THE flags below the shadowy fern Shine like spears between sun and sea, The tide and the summer begin to turn, And ah, for hearts...
SONGS AND SONNETSTWO HOMES. WHAT does the dim gaze of the dying find To waken dream or memory, seeing you？ In your sweet eyes what other eyes are blue...
A NATIVITY OF SANDRO BOTTICELLI. 'WROUGHT in the troublous times of Italy By Sandro Botticelli,' when for fear Of that last judgment, and last...
A SUNSET OF WATTEAU. LUI. THE silk sail fills, the soft winds wake, Arise and tempt the seas； Our ocean is the Palace lake, Our waves the ripples that...
COLINETTE. FRANCE your country, as we know； Room enough for guessing yet, What lips now or long ago, Kissed and named you - Colinette. In what fields ...
THE LIMIT OF LANDS. BETWEEN the circling ocean sea And the poplars of Persephone There lies a strip of barren sand, Flecked with the sea's last sp...
CIRCE'S ISLE REVISITED. AH, Circe, Circe！ in the wood we cried； Ah, Circe, Circe！ but no voice replied； No voice from bowers o'ergrown and rui...