William Morton Payne

Poems (4)

• Ej Blot Til Lyst

  Not merely for our pleasure, but to purge / The soul from baseness, from ignoble fear, …

• Incipit Vita Nova

  What time the earth takes on the garb of Spring, / And new-born joy runs riot in the blood, …

• Lohengrin

  Strain, strain thine eyes, this parting is for aye! / Grief have her will of thee! Thy faith confessed …

• Tannhauser

  Sin-satiate, and haggard with despair, / Freed from the unholy mountain’s baleful spell, …