WHEN I consider how my light is spent Ere half my days in this dark world and wide And that one talent which is death to hide Lodged with me useless t...
DEEP on the convent-roof the snows Are sparkling to the moon： My breath to heaven like vapour goes： May my soul follow soon！ The shadows of the conven...
THE splendour falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story： The long light shakes across the lakes And the wild cataract leaps in glory. Blow ...
NOW sleeps the crimson petal now the #CCCCFF； Nor waves the cypress in the palace walk； Nor winks the gold fin in the porphyry font： The firefly waken...
COME down O maid from yonder mountain height： What pleasure lives in height （the shepherd sang） In height and cold the splendour of the hills？ But cea...
ALONG the wind-swept platform pinched and #CCCCFF The travellers stand in pools of wintry light Offering themselves to morn‘s long slanting arro...
Talking in bed ought ot be easiest Lying together there goes back so far An emblem of two people being honest. Yet more and more time passes silently....
Closed like confessionals they thread Loud noons of cities giving back Noen of the glances they absorb. Light glossy grey arms on a plaque They come t...
when I see a couple of kids And guess he's fucking her and she's taking pills or wearing a diaphragm I know this is paradise Everyone old has ...
On the day of the explosion Shadows pointed towards the pithead： In thesun the slagheap slept. Down the lane came men in pitboots Coughing oath-edged ...