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My Second Thoughts Condemn

My second thoughts condemnAnd wonder how I dareTo look you in the eye.What right have I to swearEven at one a.m.To love you till I die? Earth meets too many crimesFor fibs to interest her;If I can give my word,Forgiveness…

May with Its Light Behaving

May with its light behavingStirs vessel, eye and limb,The singular and sadAre willing to recover,And to each swan-delighting riverThe careless picnics comeIn living white and red. Our dead, remote and hooded,In hollows rest, but weFrom their vague woods have broken,Forests…

Look, Stranger

    Look, stranger, on this island now    The leaping light for your delight discovers,    Stand stable here    And silent be,    That through the channels of the ear    May wander like a river    The…

Let a Florid Music Praise

Let a florid music praise, The flute and the trumpet,Beauty’s conquest of your face:In that land of flesh and bone,Where from citadels on highHer imperial standards fly, Let the hot sun Shine on, shine on.O but the unloved have had…

Miss Gee

Let me tell you a little storyAbout Miss Edith Gee;She lived in Clevedon TerraceAt number 83. She’d a slight squint in her left eye,Her lips they were thin and small,She had narrow sloping shouldersAnd she had no bust at all.…

Lullaby

Lay your sleeping head, my love,Human on my faithless arm;Time and fevers burn awayIndividual beauty fromThoughtful children, and the graveProves the child ephemeral:But in my arms till break of dayLet the living creature lie,Mortal, guilty, but to meThe entirely beautiful.…

Lady Weeping at the Crossroads

Lady, weeping at the crossroads,Would you meet your loveIn the twilight with his greyhounds,And the hawk on his glove? Bribe the birds then on the branches,Bribe them to be dumb,Stare the hot sun out of heavenThat the night may come.…

Jumbled in the Common Box

Jumbled in the common boxOf their dark stupidity,Orchid, swan, and Caesar lie;Time that tires of everyoneHas corroded all the locksThrown away the key for fun. In its cleft the torrent mocksProphets who in days gone byMade a profit on each…

Song for St. Cecilia’s Day

IIn a garden shady this holy lady With reverent cadence and subtle psalm, Like a black swan as death came on Poured forth her song in perfect calm:And by ocean’s margin this innocent virgin Constructed an organ to enlarge her…

“Gold in the North,”

“Gold in the North,” came the blizzard to say, I left my sweetheart at the break of day, The gold ran out and my love turned grey. You don’t know all, sir, you don’t know all.”The West,” said the sun,…