• From the Greek by George Chapman
    From “The Iliad,” Book VIII.
        THE WINDS transferred into the friendly sky
    Their supper’s savor; to the which they sat delightfully,
    And spent all night in open field; fires round about them shined.
    As when about the silver moon, when air is free from wind,
    And stars shine clear, to whose sweet beams, high...

  • Swiftly walk over the western wave,
            Spirit of Night!
    Out of the misty eastern cave,
    Where, all the long and lone daylight,
    Thou wovest dreams of joy and fear
    Which make thee terrible and dear,—
            Swift be thy flight!

    Wrap thy form in a mantle gray,
            Star-inwrought;
    Blind with thine hair the eyes of...

  • Mysterious Night! when our first parent knew
    Thee, from report divine, I heard thy name,
    Did he not tremble for this lovely frame,—
    This glorious canopy of light and blue?
    Yet ’neath a curtain of translucent dew,
    Bathed in the rays of the great setting flame,
    Hesperus, with the host of heaven, came,
    And lo! creation widened in man’s view...

  • From “Childe Harold,” Canto II.
      ’T IS night, when Meditation bids us feel
      We once have loved, though love is at an end:
      The heart, lone mourner of its baffled zeal,
      Though friendless now, will dream it had a friend.
      Who with the weight of years would wish to bend,
      When Youth itself survives young Love and joy?
      Alas! when...

  • From “Queen Mab”
    HOW beautiful this night! the balmiest sigh
    Which vernal zephyrs breathe in evening’s ear
    Were discord to the speaking quietude
    That wraps this moveless scene. Heaven’s ebon vault,
    Studded with stars unutterably bright,
    Through which the moon’s unclouded grandeur rolls,
    Seems like a canopy which love has spread
    To...

  • [Greek]
    I Heard the trailing garments of the Night
      Sweep through her marble halls!
    I saw her sable skirts all fringed with light
      From the celestial walls!

    I felt her presence, by its spell of might,
      Stoop o’er me from above;
    The calm, majestic presence of the Night,
      As of the one I love.

    I heard the sounds of...

  • In the wide awe and wisdom of the night
        I saw the round world rolling on its way,
    Beyond significance of depth or height,
        Beyond the interchange of dark and day.
    I marked the march to which is set no pause,
        And that stupendous orbit, round whose rim
    The great sphere sweeps, obedient unto laws
        That utter the eternal thought...

  • Oft in the stilly night,
      Ere slumber’s chain has bound me,
    Fond Memory brings the light
      Of other days around me:
        The smiles, the tears,
        Of boyhood’s years,
      The words of love then spoken;
        The eyes that shone,
        Now dimmed and gone,
      The cheerful hearts now broken.
    Thus in the stilly night,...

  • As children bid the guest good-night,

    And then reluctant turn,

    My flowers raise their pretty lips,

    Then put their nightgowns on.


    As children caper when they wake,

    Merry that it is morn,

    My flowers from a hundred cribs...

  • As plan for Noon and plan for Night

    So differ Life and Death

    In positive Prospective —

    The Foot upon the Earth


    At Distance, and Achievement, strains,

    The Foot upon the Grave

    Makes effort at conclusion

    Assisted faint of Love.