When the walls were red That now are seen To be overspread With a mouldy green, A fresh fair head Would often lean From the sunny casement And scan the scene,...
I think of the slope where the rabbits fed, Of the periwinks' rockwork lair, Of the fuchsias ringing their bells of red - And the something else seen there. ...
Sir Nameless, once of Athelhall, declared: "These wretched children romping in my park Trample the herbage till the soil is bared, And yap and yell from early morn till dark!...
"Awake! I'm off to cities far away," I said; and rose, on peradventures bent. The chimes played "Life's a Bumper!" on that day To the measure of my walking as I went:...
For long the cruel wish I knew That your free heart should ache for me While mine should bear no ache for you; For, long - the cruel wish! - I knew How men can feel, and craved to view...
The curtains now are drawn, And the spindrift strikes the glass, Blown up the jagged pass By the surly salt sou'-west, And the sneering glare is gone Behind the yonder crest,...
"Soul! Shall I see thy face," she said, "In one brief hour? And away with thee from a loveless bed To a far-off sun, to a vine-wrapt bower, And be thine own unseparated,...
To Jenny came a gentle youth From inland leazes lone, His love was fresh as apple-blooth By Parrett, Yeo, or Tone. And duly he entreated her To be his tender minister, And call him aye her own....
Here is your parents' dwelling with its curtained windows telling Of no thought of us within it or of our arrival here; Their slumbers have been normal after one day more of formal...
One without looks in to-night Through the curtain-chink From the sheet of glistening white; One without looks in to-night As we sit and think By the fender-brink.
They had long met o' Zundays her true love and she - And at junketings, maypoles, and flings; But she bode wi' a thirtover uncle, and he Swore by noon and by night that her goodman should be...