• When the low heavy sky weighs like a lid
    Upon the spirit aching for the light

    And all the wide horizon’s line is hid
    By a black day sadder than...

  • In those old times wherein Theology

    Flourished with greater sap and energy,

    A celebrated doctor—so they say—

    Having stirred many careless hearts one day

    Down to their dullest depths, and having shown

    Strange pathways leading to the heavenly throne—

    Tracks he...

  • To pay his ransom man must toil
    With Reason's implement alone
    To plough and rake and free from stone

    Two plots of hard volcanic soil....

  • Then I will dream of blue horizons deep;

    Of gardens where the marble fountains weep;

    Of kisses, and of ever-singing birds—

    A sinless Idyll built of innocent words.


    And Trouble, knocking at my window-pane

    And at my closet door, shall knock in vain;

    I will not heed him with his stealthy tread,...

  • I know your heart, which overflows
    With outworn loves long cast aside,

    Still like a furnace flames and glows,

    And you within your breast enclose
    A damnèd soul's unbending pride...

  • I am as lovely as a dream in stone,

    And this my heart where each finds death in turn,

    Inspires the poet with a love as lone

    As clay eternal and as taciturn.


    Swan-white of heart, a sphinx no mortal knows,

    My throne is in the heaven's azure deep;

    I hate...

  • Thou, O my Grief, be wise and tranquil still,

    The eve is thine which even now drops down,

    To carry peace or care to human will,

    And in a misty veil enfolds the town.


    While the vile mortals of the multitude,

    By pleasure, cruel tormentor, goaded on,

    ...

  • Robed in a silken robe that shines and shakes,
    She seems to dance whene'er she treads the sod,

    Like the long serpent that a fakir makes
    ...

  • Fair is the sun when first he flames above,
    Flinging his joy down in a happy beam;

    And happy he who can salute with love
    The sunset far more...

  • I thought myself, indeed, secure,

       So fast the door, so firm the lock;

    But, lo! he toddling comes to lure

       My parent ear with timorous knock.


    My heart were stone could it withstand

       The sweetness of my baby's plea,

    That timorous, baby knocking and

       "Please let me in,---it's...