Poems

His Mate

His Mate IT MAY have been a fragment of that higher Truth dreams, at times, disclose; It may have been to Fond Illusion nigher— But thus […]

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Lachesis

Lachesis OVER a slow-dying fire, Dreaming old dreams, I am sitting; The flames leap up and expire; A woman sits opposite knitting. I’ve taken a Fate […]

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Lethe

Lethe Through the noiseless doors of Death Three passed out, as with one breath. Two had faces stern as Fate, Stamped with unrelenting hate. One upon […]

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Life

Life What know we of the dead, who say these things, Or of the life in death below the mould– What of the mystic laws that […]

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Love

Love Love is the sunlight of the soul, That, shining on the silken-tressèd head Of her we love, around it seems to shed A golden angel-aureole. […]

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Love-Laurel

Love-Laurel Ah! that God once would touch my lips with song To pierce, as prayer doth heaven, earth’s breast of iron, So that with sweet mouth […]

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