Rose Leaves
Rose Leaves I intended an Ode, And it turned to a Sonnet. It began à la mode, I intended an Ode; But Rose cross’d the road […]
READ MOREThe Ballad[e] Of Imitation
The Ballad[e] Of Imitation If they hint, O Musician, the piece that you played Is nought but a copy of Chopin or Spohr; That the ballad […]
READ MOREThe Ballad[e] Of The Bore
The Ballad[e] Of The Bore I see him come from far, And, sick with hopelessness, Invoke some kindly star,– I see him come, no less. Is […]
READ MOREThe Cradle
The Cradle HOW steadfastly she worked at it! How lovingly had drest With all her would-be-mother’s wit That little rosy nest! How longingly she ’d hung […]
READ MOREThe Dance Of Death
The Dance Of Death He is the despots’ Despot. All must bide, Later or soon, the message of his might; Princes and potentates their heads must […]
READ MOREThe Forgotten Grave
The Forgotten Grave OUT from the City’s dust and roar, You wandered through the open door; Paused at a plaything pail and spade Across a tiny […]
READ MOREThe Ladies Of St. James’s
The Ladies Of St. James’s THE LADIES of St. James’s Go swinging to the play; Their footmen run before them, With a “Stand by! Clear the […]
READ MOREThe Paradox Of Time
The Paradox Of Time Time goes, you say? Ah no! Alas, Time stays, we go; Or else, were this not so, What need to chain the […]
READ MOREThe Passionate Printer To His Love
The Passionate Printer To His Love Come live with me and be my Dear; And till that happy bond shall lapse, I’ll set your Poutings in […]
READ MORETo A Greek Girl
To A Greek Girl WITH breath of thyme and bees that hum, Across the years you seem to come,— Across the years with nymph-like head, And […]
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