THE RETURNING We long for her, we yearn for her—— Yes, ardently we yearn For her return. Recalling those beloved days （Days intimate with ...
TWO MOODS FROM THE HILL I. YOUTH I LOVE to watch the world from here, for all The numberless living portraits that are drawn Upon the mind. Far over i...
A BANQUET ONE MEMORY FROM SOCRATES AFTER the song the love, and after the love the play, Flute girl and pretty boy blowing Bubbles of sparkling Wine i...
SONG OUT of one heart the birds and I together, Earth hushed in twilight, Low through the live-oaks hung heavy with silver, Gemmed with the skylight, ...
THE WORLDS I SAW an idler on a summer day Piping with Iris by a dancing brook； And all his world was rife with Pleasures gay, And languid Follies smil...
THE RIOT YOU may think my life is quiet. I find it full of change, An ever-varied diet, As piquant as 'tis strange. Wild thoughts are always flyin...
HUNGER I'VE been a hopeless sinner, but I understand a saint, Their bend of weary knees and their con- tortions long and faint, And the endless pr...
EXIT GOD Of old our father's God was real, Something they almost saw, Which kept them to a stern ideal And scourged them into awe. They walked the...
CHAPTER ROUSSEAU THAT odd, fantastic ass, Rousseau, Declared himself unique. How men persist in doing so, Puzzles me more than Greek. The sins that ta...
JOHN MASEFIELD I MASEFIELD （HIMSELF） GOD said, and frowned, as He looked on Shropshire clay： "Alone, 'twont do； composite, would I make This ...