When love is woven of heart and mind and soul, There is a threefold cord that will not break From any cause. Even should Death overtake One of the two so linked,—though the bell toll And dimming eyes strain at the fateful scroll— The cord of love [...]
Now that I know in what brief, measured space
I must bid long farewell to loveliness
Bred of the sun's bright wantoning, now no less
Than in my ampler years I can outface
That ghost of nothing which will take my place.
Since beauty is immortal: [...]
Whom the gods worship as the Light of lights And as immortal Time, I, mortal, breathe As my soul's element,—the mighty seethe Of Thought discarnate and the dryleaf flights Of my thought storming through my days and nights, Whirlwind and that it sha [...]
SCENE: a simple bourgeois room on the ground floor, neat and plainly furnished. A door, left. Two windows at back looking on the village street. It is a spring day and sunlit pear-trees in blossom are seen above the white wall opposite.From time to t [...]
Sonnets written during long illness
I
Locked in the prison of an empty mind
And groping through the twilight of ennui,
The inner eye filmed that it cannot see
Beyond that smothering dusk, the body blind
To outer loveliness; this is to find
T [...]
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