Poems

Hesperides If thy soul, Herrick, dwelt with me, This is what my songs would be: Hints of our sea-breezes, blent With odors from the Orient; Indian […]

I Vex Me Not With Brooding on the Years I vex me not with brooding on the years That were ere I drew breath; why should […]

I’ll Not Confer With Sorrow I’ll not confer with Sorrow Till to-morrow; But Joy shall have her way This very day. Ho, eglantine and cresses For […]

Identity SOMEWHERE–in desolate wind-swept space– In Twilight-land–in No-man’s land– Two hurrying Shapes met face to face, And bade each other stand. “And who are you?” cried […]

In Westminster Abbey “The Southern Transept, hardly known by any other name but Poets’ Corner” DEAN STANLEY Tread softly here; the sacredest of tombs Are those […]

Invita Minerva Not of desire alone is music born, Not till the Muse wills is our passion crowned; Unsought she comes; if sought, but seldom found, […]

L’Eau Dormante Curled up and sitting on her feet. Within the window’s deep embrasure, Is Lydia; and across the street, A lad, with eyes of roguish […]

Like Crusoe, Walking by the Lonely Strand Like Crusoe, walking by the lonely strand And seeing a human footprint on the sand, Have I this day […]

Memory My mind lets go a thousand things Like dates of wars and deaths of kings, And yet recalls the very hour– ‘T was noon by […]

Miracles Sick of myself and all that keeps the light Of the wide heavens away from me and mine, I climb this ledge, and by this […]