Last night I saw you in my sleep: And how your charm of face was changed! I asked, 'Some love, some faith you keep?' You answered, 'Faith gone, love estranged.'
This was my dream: I saw a Forest Old as the earth, no track nor trace Of unmade man. Thou, Soul, explorest, Though in a trembling rapture, space Immeasurable! Shrubs, turned trees,...
It happened thus: my slab, though new, Was getting weather-stained, beside, Herbage, balm, peppermint, o'ergrew Letter and letter: till you tried Somewhat, the Name was scarce descried. ...
This strange thing happened to a painter once: Viterbo boasts the man among her sons Of note, I seem to think: his ready tool Picked up its precepts in Cortona's school...
I. Let them fight it out, friend! things have gone too far. God must judge the couple: leave them as they are Whichever one's the guiltless, to his glory, And whichever one the guilt's with, to my story!...
We were two lovers; let me lie by her, My tomb beside her tomb. On hers inscribe, 'I loved him; but my reason bade prefer Duty to love, reject the tempter's bribe Of rose and lily when each path diverged,...
No more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, tho'; cool, i'faith! We ought to have our Abbey back, you see. It's different, preaching in basilicas,...
How well I know what I mean to do When the long dark autumn-evenings come: And where, my soul, is thy pleasant hue? With the music of all thy voices, dumb In life's November too!
Only the prism's obstruction shows aright The secret of a sunbeam, breaks its light Into the jewelled bow from blankest white; So may a glory from defect arise: Only by Deafness may the vexed Love wreak...
I. Stop, let me have the truth of that! Is that all true? I say, the day Ten years ago when both of us Met on a morning, friends as thus We meet this evening, friends or what?
But give them me, the mouth, the eyes, the brow! Let them once more absorb me! One look now Will lap me round for ever, not to pass Out of its light, though darkness lie beyond:...
Heap Cassia, sandal-buds and stripes Of labdanum, and aloe-balls, Smeared with dull nard an Indian wipes From out her hair: such balsam falls Down sea-side mountain pedestals,...
I sprang to the stirrup, and Joris, and he; I galloped, Dirck galloped, we galloped all three; 'Good speed!' cried the watch, as the gate-bolts undrew;...
Had I God's leave, how I would alter things! If I might read instead of print my speech, Ay, and enliven speech with many a flower Refuses obstinately blow in print As wildings planted in a prim parterre,...
Man I am and man would be, Love, merest man and nothing more. Bid me seem no other! Eagles boast of pinions, let them soar! I may put forth angel's plumage, once unmanned, but not before. ...