Poems

Lines

Lines BEFORE we part to alien thoughts and aims, Permit the one brief word the occasion claims; –When mumming and grave projects are allied, Perhaps an […]

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Middle-Age Enthusiasms

Middle-Age Enthusiasms We passed where flag and flower Signalled a jocund throng; We said: “Go to, the hour Is apt!”–and joined the song; And, kindling, laughed […]

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Mismet

Mismet He was leaning by a face, He was looking into eyes, And he knew a trysting-place, And he heard seductive sighs; But the face, And […]

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My Cicely

My Cicely “Alive?”–And I leapt in my wonder, Was faint of my joyance, And grasses and grove shone in garments Of glory to me. “She lives, […]

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