Now would I be in that remov'd place Where the dim sunlight hardly comes at all And branches of the young trees interlace And long swathes of the brambles twine and fall;...
Because the days are long for you and me, I make this song to lighten their slow time, So that the weary waiting fruitful be Or blossomed only by my limping rhyme. The days are very long...
My mother told me this for true That there behind the mountains, That wear the mists about their feet And clouds about their summits, There grows the weed Forgetfulness, It grows there in the gullies....
The moon poured down on tree and field, The leaf was silvered on the hedge, The sleeping kine were half revealed, Half shadowed at the pasture's edge. ...
Who thinks that he possesses His mistress with his kisses Knows neither love nor her. Nor beauty is not his Who seeks it in a kiss: If you would seek for this O seek it otherwhere! ...
The pale road winds faintly upward into the dark skies, And beside it on the rough grass that the wind invisibly stirs, Sheltered by sharp-speared gorse and the berried junipers,...
The husht September afternoon was sweet With rich and peaceful light. I could not hear On either side the sound of moving feet Although the hidden road was very near....
Blow harder, wind, and drive My blood from hands and face back to the heart. Cry over ridges and down tapering coombs, Carry the flying dapple of the clouds Over the grass, over the soft-grained plough,...
When I grow old they'll come to me and say: Did you then know him in that distant day? Did you speak with him, touch his hand, observe The proud eyes' fire, soft voice and light lips' curve?...
Out of that noise and hurry of large life The river flings me in an idle pool: The waters still go on with stir and strife And sunlit eddies, and the beautiful Tall trees lean down upon the mighty flow,...
No more upon my bosom rest thee, Too often have my hands caressed thee, My lips thou knowest well, too well; Lean to my heart no more thine ear My spirit's living truth to hear It has no more to tell....