Poems

In spring and summer winds may blow In spring and summer winds may blow, And rains fall after, hard and fast; The tender leaves, if beaten […]

Late Leaves THE leaves are falling; so am I; The few late flowers have moisture in the eye; So have I too. Scarcely on any bough […]

Lately our poets Lately our poets loiter’d in green lanes, Content to catch the ballads of the plains; I fancied I had strength enough to climb […]

Mild is the Parting Year Mild is the parting year, and sweet The odour of the falling spray; Life passes on more rudely fleet, And balmless […]

Of Clementina In Clementina’s artless mien Lucilla asks me what I see, And are the roses of sixteen Enough for me? Lucilla asks, if that be […]

On an Eclipse of the Moon Struggling, and faint, and fainter didst thou wane, O Moon! and round thee all thy starry train Came forth to […]

On Catullus Tell me not what too well I know About the bard of Sirmio. Yes, in Thalia’s son Such stains there are—as when a Grace […]

On His Eightieth Birthday To my ninth decade I have tottered on, And no soft arm bends now my steps to steady; She, who once led […]

On His Seventy-fifth Birthday I strove with none, for none was worth my strife; Nature I loved, and next to Nature, Art; I warmed both hands […]

One Lovely Name One lovely name adorns my song, And, dwelling in the heart, Forever falters at the tongue, And trembles to depart.