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Hither, from thirsty day And stifling labour and the street… To twilight shut away Beyond the soft roar, under hoveri… Hither the gleeful multitudes repa…
Destiny drives a crooked plough And sows a careless seed; Now through a heart she cuts, and… She helps a helpless need. To—night from London’s roaring se…
Never were towers so fair, so bold… Passionately springing, arrogant t… Nor air so blue over roofs so old, Nor on ancient walls so rare a gol… When I found my love among the fl…
Now December darkens Over Autumn dead. The frozen earth now hearkens For the last leaf to be shed. Above gray grass the branches bare
Hyde Park August from a vault of hollow bras… Steep upon the sullen city glares. Yellower burns the sick and parchi… Shivering in the breath of furnace…
Out of these throes that search an… What is it so deep arises in us Above the shaken thoughts of fear,… Whatever thread the Fates may spi… Above the horror that would drown
Nothing of itself is in the still’… A still submission to each exterio… Still as a pool, accepting trees a… A candid mirror that never a breat… Nor drifted leaf,—as if of a singl…
An Ode I walked beside full—flooding Tha… Westward; upon my face the sunset… The hour, the spacious evening, pl… Buoyant the air breathed after rai…
Truth incorruptible lives on, thou… Cloud, and the heart flinch, and t… Reject. Because she sought that r… Unweariable lover of the light! History’s marvel, Hellas in despi…
On the road to Ypres, on the long… Marching strong, We’ll sing a song of Ypres, of he… And her wrong. Proud rose her towers in the old t…
I have too happy been. Some sad Fate envies me. An arrow she, unseen, Has fitted to her bow, And smiling grim, I know,
Over sea the sun in a mystery of l… Burns across the waters, on the bl… Luminously crested, wave behind wa… Pours its rushing foam with low co… The wide sands around us, flashing…
The night wind over the great down… Streams along the sky. In the solitude of the hill—side There is only you and I. The night wind leaps and rushes
Together by bright water We sat, my love and I. Light as a skimming swallow The perfect hour went by With words like ripples breaking
Dear child, thou know’st, I blame… Thou too, I know, hast shared the… Neither did wrong; ’twas only she, Nature, that moulded us apart. But not to have sinned, in Nature…