I had this thought a while ago， ‘My darling cannot understand What I have done， or what would do In this blind bitter land.‘ And I grew we...
Why should I blame her that she filled my days With misery， or that she would of late Have taught to ignorant men most violent ways， Or hurled the lit...
Some may have blamed you that you took away The verses that could move them on the day When， the ears being deafened， the sight of the eyes blind With...
‘Would it were anything but merely voice！’ The No King cried who after that was King， Because he had not heard of anything That balanced w...
Ah， that Time could touch a form That could show what Homer‘s age Bred to be a hero‘s wage. ‘Were not all her life but storm， Would ...
O heart， be at peace， because Nor knave nor dolt can break What‘s not for their applause， Being for a woman‘s sake. Enough if the work has...
Wine comes in at the mouth And love comes in at the eye； That‘s all we shall know for truth Before we grow old and die. I lift the glass to my m...
Though leaves are many， the root is one； Through all the lying days of my youth I swayed my leaves and flowers in the sun； Now I may wither into the t...
‘Put off that mask of burning gold With emerald eyes.‘ ‘O no， my dear， you make so bold To find if hearts be wild and wise， And yet ...
How should the world be luckier if this house， Where passion and precision have been one Time out of mind， became too ruinous To breed the lidless eye...