Category: Poetry
A Foreword Milkweed Home Thoughts Life Some Day, Oh Seeker of Dreams Black Hours Before Renewal Hill-Top Hours Letters from Home Chains The Drums Anæsthesia A Summer Night Sappho's Tomb The Wild Swans Pass At Notre Dame The Pilot Doors Spring Floods The Turn of the Year If I L...
O odour of incense, pride of purple and gold, Burst of music and praise, and passion of flute and pipe! O voices of silver o'er-sweet, and soothing antiphonal chant! O Harmony,...
1. Part 1A Foreword Milkweed Home Thoughts Life Some Day, Oh Seeker of Dreams Black Hours Before Renewal Hill-Top Hours Letters from Home Chains The Drums Anæsthesia A Summer Night Sapph...
3. Part 3Empty it seems, at times, their cry about Love, Their claim that love is the only thing that survives. For I who am born of my centuries strewn with hate, Who was spewed into li...