There is a morn by men unseen --Whose maids upon remoter greenKeep their Seraphic May --And all day long, with dance and game,And gambol I may never n...
I had a guinea golden --I lost it in the sand --And tho' the sum was simpleAnd pounds were in the land --Still, had it such a valueUnto my frugal ...
All these my banners be.I sow my pageantryIn May --It rises train by train --Then sleeps in state again --My chancel -- all the plainToday.To lose -- ...
We lose -- because we win --Gamblers -- recollecting whichToss their dice again!...
Distrustful of the Gentian --And just to turn away,The fluttering of her fringesChild my perfidy --Weary for my ----------I will singing go --I shall ...
A sepal, petal, and a thornUpon a common summer's morn --A flask of Dew -- A Bee or two --A Breeze -- a caper in the trees --And I'm a Rose!...
The Gentian weaves her fringes --The Maple's loom is red --My departing blossomsObviate parade.A brief, but patient illness --An hour to prepare,A...
I would distil a cup,And bear to all my friends,Drinking to her no more astir,By beck, or burn, or moor!...
The Guest is gold and crimson --An Opal guest and gray --Of Ermine is his doublet --His Capuchin gay --He reaches town at nightfall --He stops at ever...
One Sister have I in our house,And one, a hedge away.There's only one recorded,But both belong to me.One came the road that I came --And wore my l...