Wild with all Regrets （Another version of "A Terre".） To Siegfried Sassoon My arms have mutinied against me —— brutes！ My finger...
Disabled He sat in a wheeled chair, waiting for dark, And shivered in his ghastly suit of grey, Legless, sewn short at elbow. Through the park Voices ...
The End After the blast of lightning from the east, The flourish of loud clouds, the Chariot throne, After the drums of time have rolled and ceased An...
I. When my love swears that she is made of truth, I do believe her, though I know she lies, That she might think me some untutor'd youth, Unskilfu...
II. Two loves I have, of comfort and despair, That like two spirits do suggest me still； My better angel is a man right fair, My worser spirit a woman...
III. Did not the heavenly rhetoric of thine eye, 'Gainst whom the world could not hold argument. Persuade my heart to this false perjury？ Vows for...
IV. Sweet Cytherea, sitting by a brook With young Adonis, lovely, fresh, and green, Did court the lad with many a lovely look, Such looks as none coul...
V. If love make me forsworn, how shall I swear to love？ O never faith could hold, if not to beauty vow'd： Though to myself forsworn, to thee I'...
VI. Scarce had the sun dried up the dewy morn, And scarce the herd gone to the hedge for shade, When Cytherea, all in love forlorn, A longing tarrianc...
VII. Fair is my love, but not so fair as fickle； Mild as a dove, but neither true nor trusty； Brighter than glass, and yet, as glass is brittle； Softe...