Poems

Rome: The Vatican-Sala Delle Muse. I sat in the Muses’ Hall at the mid of the day, And it seemed to grow still, and the people […]

San Sebastian Why Sergeant, stray on the Ivel Way, As though at home there were spectres rife? From first to last ’twas a proud career! And […]

Satires of Circumstance in Fifteen Glimpses VIII: In the St He enters, and mute on the edge of a chair Sits a thin-faced lady, a stranger […]

She At His Funeral THEY bear him to his resting-place– In slow procession sweeping by; I follow at a stranger’s space; His kindred they, his sweetheart […]

She Hears the Storm There was a time in former years– While my roof-tree was his– When I should have been distressed by fears At such […]

She, To Him IV THIS love puts all humanity from me; I can but maledict her, pray her dead, For giving love and getting love of […]

She, to Him, I When you shall see me lined by tool of Time, My lauded beauties carried off from me, My eyes no longer stars […]

She, to Him, II Perhaps, long hence, when I have passed away, Some other’s feature, accent, thought like mine, Will carry you back to what I […]

She, to Him, III I will be faithful to thee; aye, I will! And Death shall choose me with a wondering eye That he did not […]

Shelley’s Skylark. Somewhere afield here something lies In Earth’s oblivious eyeless trust That moved a poet to prophecies – A pinch of unseen, unguarded dust The […]