Poems

Muses

Muses The Muse who comes each morning In rozy gauze is clad; Her head is crowned with flowers, Her eyes are clear and glad. Upon her […]

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Night

Night The night is young yet; an enchanted night In early summer: calm and darkly bright. I love the Night, and every little breeze She brings, […]

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Omarism

Omarism With pen in hand and pipe in mouth, And claret iced to quench my drouth, I sit upon my balcony That overlooks the sparkling sea, […]

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Players

Players And after all—and after all, Our passionate prayers, and sighs, and tears, Is life a reckless carnival? And are they lost, our golden years? Ah, […]

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Poppies

Poppies These are the flowers of sleep That nod in the heavy noon, Ere the brown shades eastward creep To a drowsy and dreamful tune— These […]

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Questions

Questions Soul, dost thou shudder at the narrow tomb? Heart, dost thou dread to moulder in the dust— To meet the fate that all things mortal […]

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Sea-Gifts

Sea-Gifts Give thou a gift to me From thy treasure-house, O sea! Said a red-lipped laughing girl While the summer yet was young; And the sea […]

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