His fingers wake, and flutter up the bed. His eyes come open with a pull of will, Helped by the yellow may-flowers by his head. A blind-cord drawls across the window-sill . . ....
God, what a glory, is this consciousness, Of life on life, that comes to those who seek! Nor would I, if I might, to others speak, The fulness of that knowledge. It can bless,...
"Fall in, that awkward squad, and strike no more "Attractive attitudes! Dress by the right! "The luminous rich colours that you wore "Have changed to hueless khaki in the night....
This is the place where visions come to dance, Dreams of the trees and flowers, glimmeringly; Where the white moon and the pale stars can see, Sitting with Legend and with dim Romance....
Proud of my broken heart since thou didst break it, Proud of the pain I did not feel till thee, Proud of my night since thou with moons dost slake it, Not to partake thy passion, my humility.
Heavy, O Lord, on my thy judgements lie; Accursed I am while God rejects my cry. O'erwhelm'd in darkness and despair I groan, And every place is hell, for God is gone....
Look at that tract of land there - five good acres Held out of use these thirty years and more. They keep a cow there. See! the cow's there now. She can't eat up the grass, there is so much....
Flowers preach to us if we will hear: - The rose saith in the dewy morn: I am most fair; Yet all my loveliness is born Upon a thorn. The poppy saith amid the corn: Let but my scarlet head appear...
Lord, according to thy words, I have considered thy birds; And I find their life good, And better the better understood: Sowing neither corn nor wheat They have all that they can eat;...
Should painter attach to a fair human head The thick, turgid neck of a stallion, Or depict a spruce lass with the tail of a bass, I am sure you would guy the rapscallion. ...
O but there is wisdom In what the sages said; But stretch that body for a while And lay down that head Till I have told the sages Where man is comforted.
Mist clogs the sunshine. Smoky dwarf houses Hem me round everywhere; A vague dejection Weighs down my soul. Yet, while I languish, Everywhere countless Prospects unroll themselves,...
All are not taken; there are left behind Living Belov'ds, tender looks to bring And make the daylight still a happy thing, And tender voices, to make soft the wind: But if it were not so, if I could find...
'Tis not when we look on the dreamless dead, And feel that the spirit forever has fled; 'Tis not when we're called to the voiceless tomb By the loved who were culled in their brightest bloom;...
Most unpleasantly adjacent to the haunts of lower orders Stood a 'terrace' in the city when the current year began, And a notice indicated there were vacancies for boarders...
Beyond the orchard, in the lane, The crested red-bird sings again - O bird, whose song says, Have no care. Should I not care when CONSTANCE there, - My CONSTANCE, with the bashful gaze,...
I cannot change as others do, Though you unjustly scorn; Since that poor swain that sighs for you For you alone was born. No, Phillis, no; your heart to move A surer way I'll try;...
"You gave me the key of your heart, my love; Then why do you make me knock?" "Oh, that was yesterday, Saints above! And last night, I changed the lock!"