Whitechapel High Road Lusty life her river pours Along a road of shining shores. The moon of August beams Mild as upon …

To Elsie Fogerty On living lips to mould and modulate The shapes of sound, that each may mirror true The mystery of …

The Storm Stooping over London, skies convulsed With thunder moved: a rumour of storm remote Hushed them, and birds flew troubled. The …

The Lamp Of Greece Truth incorruptible lives on, though sight Cloud, and the heart flinch, and the mind askance Reject. Because she …

The Crusader Effigy mailed and mighty beneath thy mail That liest asleep with hand upon carved sword–hilt As ready to waken and …

Sudden Joy O what magic shall compare Of the fresh earth or bright air To the joy that love around My full …

Psyche She is not fair, as some are fair, Cold as the snow, as sunshine gay: On her clear brow, come grief …

Nightfall Sweet after labour, soft and whispering night Blows on dark fields and fragrant country here: Here there is sleep, to weary …

Louvain 19 ii But from that blood, those ashes there arose Not hoped-for terror cowering as it ran, But divine anger flaming …

High Over The Battling Street High over the battling street I watch the wind blow In frenzy tearing the plane trees That …

England Shall we but turn from braggart pride Our race to cheapen and defame? Before the world to wail, to chide, And …

August In drooping leaves of the plane Hangs blue the early heat; Stirless, a delicate shade Sleeps on the parching street. I …

A Prayer Of Time Move onward, Time, and bring us sooner free From this self–clouding turmoil where we ply On others’ errands …

Violets Violets, in what pleasant earth you grew I know not, nor what heavenly moisture stole To tincture in your petals such …

The Wharf On Thames—side; Winter Dawn Day begins cold and misty on soiled snow That frost has ridged and crusted. Sound of …

The Reformer Hyde Park August from a vault of hollow brass Steep upon the sullen city glares. Yellower burns the sick and …

The Forest Pine A hundred autumns fallen in fire To dust and mould Have faded from their perished gold To throne thee …

The Burning Of The Leaves I Now is the time for the burning of the leaves. They go to the fire; the …

Songs Of The World Unborn Songs of the world unborn Swelling within me, a shoot from the heart of Spring, As I …

Oxford In War—time What alters you, familiar lawn and tower, Arched alley, and garden green to the gray wall With crumbling crevice …

Milton An Ode Soul of England, dost thou sleep, Lulled or dulled, thy mighty youth forgotten? Of the world’s wine hast thou …

Inheritance I To a bare blue hill Wings an old thought roaming, At a random touch Of memory homing. The first of …

From The Chinese A flower, or the ghost of a flower! Mist, or the soul of it, felt In the secret night’s …

Day’s End When I am weary, thronged with the cares of the vain day That tease as harsh winds tease the unresting …

An Old Answer Ask me not, Dear, what thing it is That makes me love you so; What graces, what sweet qualities, …

A Day That Is Boundless As Youth A day that is boundless as youth And gay with delight to be born, Where …

To Women 27 Amid the thunder of the guns, The lightnings of the lance and sword Your hope, your dread, your throbbing …

The Trembling Tree On greenest grass the lace of lights Beneath the shadowing tree Trembles, as when eyes more than lips Are …

The Oak Splendours of sunset burned upon the ground, As from the lane’s deep shade Emerging, a warm grassy plat we found …

The Dream—house Often we talk of the house that we will build For airier and less jostled days than these We chafe …

The Bacchanal Of Alexander I A wondrous rumour fills and stirs The wide Carmanian Vale; On leafy hills the sunburnt vintagers Stand …

Shabby House wall Shabby house–wall Of bricks once yellow, Dingied with city grime, Dusty and sallow, The high sun, glorying In clear …

O Sorrowful Thought! But One More Flying Year O sorrowful thought! But one more flying year, And our ways part, perhaps no …

Malham Cove There is threat in the wind, and a murmur of water that swells Swift in the hollow: about me a …

In Carissimam Memoriam A.S.P. To whom but thee, my youth to dedicate, My youth, which these few leaves have sought to save, …

Fetching The Wounded At the road’s end glimmer the station lights; How small beneath the immense hollow of Night’s Lonely and living …

Before The Dawn Blacker the night grows ere the dawn be risen, Keener the cost, and fiercer yet the fight. But hark! …

A Woman O you that facing the mirror darkly bright In the shadowed corner, loiter shyly fond, To ask of your own …

Winter Sunrise It is early morning within this room; without, Dark and damp; without and within, stillness Waiting for day: not a …

Thunder On The Downs Wide earth, wide heaven, and in the summer air Silence! The summit of the Down is bare Between …

The Statues Tarry a moment, happy feet, That to the sound of laughter glide! O glad ones of the evening street, Behold …

The Junipers Gray the slow sky darkens Over the downland track Where the long valley closes Under a smooth hill’s back. The …

The Crucible Because thou camest, Love, to break The strong mould of this world in two, And of the senseless fragments take …

Strike Stone On Steel Strike stone on steel, Fire replies. Strike men that feel, The answer is in their eyes. Powers that …

Pricking Thorns My spirit to–day that sprang To meet the laughing morn Is clouded and forlorn And chafes with hidden pang. For …

Nature Because out of corruption burns the rose, And to corruption lovely cheeks descend; Because with her right hand she heals the …

Little Hands Soft little hands that stray and clutch, Like fern fronds curl and uncurl bold, While baby faces lie in such …

Hide Me In Your Heart Hide me in your heart, Love, None but we can know How with every heart–beat Love could …

Eleonora Duse As Magda The theatre is still, and Duse speaks. What charm possesses all, And what a bloom let fall On …

August Afternoon Thump of a horse’s hoof behind the hedge; Long stripes of shadow, and green flame in the grass Between them; …

A Picture Seen In A Dream I saw the Goddess of the Evening pause Between two mountain pillars. Tall as they Appeared …

Vigil In the hollow of pale night upon the moor The silence blows a perfume: O but hark! A sound is in …

The Way Home Many dreams I have dreamed That are all now gone. The world, mirrored in a dark pool, How unearthly …

The Rain Was Ending, And Light The rain was ending, and light Lifting the leaden skies. It shone upon ceiling and floor …

The Eyes Of Youth Time buys no wisdom like the eyes of youth, Though youth itself be blinded with delight, As a …

The Builders Staggering slowly, and swaying Heavily at each slow foot’s lift and drag, With tense eyes careless of the roar and …

Song; Love, Like Cordial Wine Love, like cordial wine, Pouring his soul in mine, Bids me to sing; Youth’s bright glory snatch, …

Over The Sea There came an evening when the storm had died After long rain, miraculously clear: And lo, across the burning …

Midsummer Noon At her window gazes over the elms A girl; she looks on the branching green; But her eyes possess unfathomed …

In The High Leaves Of A Walnut In the high leaves of a walnut, On the very topmost boughs, A boy that …