In Stillness 01
Loveliest of trees, the cherry now
Loveliest of trees, the cherry nowIs hung with bloom along the bough,And stands about the woodland rideWearing white for Eastertide.
The Marvelous 02
Adelaide Crapsey
You whom Death wrungThat you might thus achieveCrystalline drops of beauty,Do not grieve
What Remains 03
Against Barbarity to Animals
Th' essay of bloody feasts on brutes began,And after forg'd the sword to murder man.—————That lies beneath the knife,Looks up, and from her butcher begs her life.'
Bright Mornings 04
An Epistle to the Right Honourable Richard, Earl of Burlington
'TIS strange, the Miser should his Cares imployTo gain those Riches he can ne'er enjoy:Is it less strange, the Prodigal should wasteHis Wealth to purchase what he ne'er can taste?
The Distance 05
Epistle to Dr Arbuthnot
Shut, shut the door, good John! fatigu'd, I said,Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, I'm dead.The dog-star rages! nay 'tis past a doubt,All Bedlam, or Parnassus, is let out:
Against the Dying 06
One Thousand Seven Hundred and Thirty Eight. A Dialogue Something Like Horace
DIALOGUE.A.ot twice a twelvemonth you appear in Print,And when it comes, the Court see nothing in't.
In Stillness 07
Solitude
Solitude.Happy the man, whose wish and careA few paternal acres bound,Content to breathe his native air
The Marvelous 08
As thro' the Land
As through the land at eve we went,And plucked the ripened ears,We fell out, my wife and I,O we fell out I know not why,
What Remains 09
Break, break, break
Break, break, break,On thy cold gray stones, O Sea!And I would that my tongue could utterThe thoughts that arise in me.
Bright Mornings 10
Tears, Idle Tears
Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean,Tears from the depth of some divine despairRise in the heart, and gather to the eyes,In looking on the happy Autumn-fields,