Endymion. By Adelaide Crapsey

Endymion. ‘Let me be young,’ the Latmian shepherd prayed, ‘And let me have on night-time hills long sleep;’ Whom she of Cynthus …

Aubade By Adelaide Crapsey

Aubade The morning is new and the skies are fresh washed with light, The day cometh in with the sun and I …

Dirge By Adelaide Crapsey

Dirge Never the nightingale, Oh, my dear, Never again the lark Thou wilt hear; Though dusk and the morning still Tap at …

Tears. By Adelaide Crapsey

Tears. The immemorial grief of all years Burdes my heart sorely, and the years Of slow eternal crying stain my cheeks. Forever …

Doom By Adelaide Crapsey

Doom Peter stands by the gate, And Michael by the throne. ‘Peter, I would pass the gate And come before the throne.’ …

Song By Adelaide Crapsey

Song I make my shroud, but no one knows — So shimmering fine it is and fair, With stitches set in even …

The Event. By Adelaide Crapsey

The Event. Lo, how they weave – the imperturbable three – Those threads that are my destiny: Steadily at the eternal task …

Cradle Song By Adelaide Crapsey

Cradle Song Madonna, Madonnina Sat by the grey road-side, Saint Joseph her beside, And Our Lord at her breast; Oh they were …

Cinquains By Adelaide Crapsey

Cinquains Fate Defied As it Were tissue of silver I’ll wear, O fate, thy grey, And go mistily radiant, clad Like the …

Chimes By Adelaide Crapsey

Chimes (1) The rose new-opening saith, And the dew of the morning saith, (Fallen leaves and vanished dew) Remember death. Ding dong …

Autumn By Adelaide Crapsey

Autumn Fugitive, wistful, Pausing at edge of her going, Autumn, the maiden, turns, Leans to the earth with ineffable Gesture. Ah, more …

Incantation. By Adelaide Crapsey

Incantation. O mia Luna! Porta mi fortuna! (You must say it nine times, curtseying, and then wish.) In rose-pale, fading blue of …

Pierrot By Adelaide Crapsey

Pierrot For Aubrey Beardsley’s picture Pierrot is dying: Tiptoe in, Finger touched to lip, Harlequin, Columbine and Clown. Hugh! how still he …

Avis By Adelaide Crapsey

Avis Avis, the fair, at dawn Rose lightly from her bed, Herself arrayed, Avis, the fait, the maid, In vestiment of lawn; …

Narcissus By Adelaide Crapsey

Narcissus ‘Boy, lying Where the long grass Edges the pool’s brim, What do you watch There in the water? The blue Colour …

Angelique By Adelaide Crapsey

Angelique A flickering light near spent Her pale hand bore. Have you seen Angelique? Will she know the place Dead feet must …

Night By Adelaide Crapsey

Night I have minded me Of the noon-day brightness, And the cricket’s drowsy Singing in the sunshine. . I have minded me …

The Plaint By Adelaide Crapsey

The Plaint Musicians O Musicians: Heartsease Heartsease: an you will have me live play heartsease. Light wind in the small green leaves …

Fresher By Adelaide Crapsey

Fresher Than spring’s new scents The winter’s earliest wind Blows from the hills the first faint breath Of Snow. Why have I …