Poems

Fiammetta BEHOLD Fiammetta, shown in Vision here. Gloom-girt ‘mid Spring-flushed apple-growth she stands; And as she sways the branches with her hands, Along her arm the […]

Fior Di Maggio Oh! May sits crowned with hawthorn-flower, And is Love’s month, they say; And Love’s the fruit that is ripened best By ladies’ eyes […]

First Love Remembered PEACE in her chamber, wheresoe’er It be, a holy place: The thought still brings my soul such grace As morning meadows wear. Whether […]

For “Ruggiero And Angelica” By Ingres I A REMOTE sky, prolonged to the sea’s brim: One rock-point standing buffeted alone, Vexed at its base with a […]

For A Marriage Of St. Catherine By Hans Memmelinck (In the Hospital of St. John at Bruges) MYSTERY: Catherine the bride of Christ. She kneels, and […]

For A Venetian Pastoral By Giorgione… WATER, for anguish of the solstice:—nay, But dip the vessel slowly,—nay, but lean And hark how at its verge the […]

For A Virgin And Child By Hans Memmelinck (In the Academy of Bruges) MYSTERY: God, man’s life, born into man Of woman. There abideth on her […]

For An Allegorical Dance Of Women… (In the Louvre) SCARCELY, I think; yet it indeed may be The meaning reached him, when this music rang Clear […]

For An Annunciation, Early German The lilies stand before her like a screen Through which, upon this warm and solemn day, God surely hears. For there […]

For An Oil Painting Of Mrs. William Morris CONJUGE clara poetâ et præclarissima formâ, Denique picturâ clara sit illa meâ.