Poems

A Vision of Youth A horseman on a hilltop green Drew rein, and wound his horn; So bright he looked he might have been The Herald […]

A-Roving WHEN the sap runs up the tree. And the vine runs o’er the wall, When the blossom draws the bee, From the forest comes a […]

Amaranth ONCE a poet—long ago— Wrote a song as void of art As the songs that children know, And as pure as a child’s heart. With […]

Anna THE PALE discrowned stacks of maize, Like spectres in the sun, Stand shivering nigh Avonaise, Where all is dead and gone. The sere leaves make […]

Aphrodite On a golden dawn in the dawn sublime Of years ere the stars had ceased to sing, Beautiful out of the sea-deeps cold Aphrodite arose—the […]

At Dawn and Dusk At Dawn and Dusk Love-Laurel IN MEMORY OF HENRY KENDALL AH! that God once would touch my lips with song To pierce, […]

At the Opera THE CURTAIN rose—the play began— The limelight on the gay garbs shone; Yet carelessly I gazed upon The painted players, maid and man, […]

Bouquet and Bracelet Bouquet said: “My floral ring The homage of a heart encloses, Whose thoughts to you go worshipping In perfume from my blushing roses.” […]

Brunette When trees in Spring Are blossoming My lady wakes From dreams whose light Made dark days bright, For their sweet sakes. Yet in her eyes […]

Camilla CAMILLA calls me heartless: hence you see Logic in love has little part. How can I otherwise than heartless be Seeing Camilla has my heart?