We two were lovers, the Sea and I;
We plighted our troth ‘neath a summer sky.
And all through
I have written this day down in my heart
As the sweetest day in the season;
From all of the othe
To-night when I came from the club at eleven,
Under the gaslight I saw a face-
A woman's face! and
We plucked a red rose, you and I
All in the summer weather;
Sweet its perfume and rare its bloom,
Well, Mabel, 'tis over and ended---
The ball I wrote was to be;
And oh! it was perfectly splendi
Let the old snow be covered with the new:
The trampled snow, so soiled, and stained, and sodden.
We will be what we could be. Do not say,
"It might have been, had not this, or that, or this."
One night Nurse Sleep held out her hand
To tired little May.
'Come, go with me to Wonderland,'
'What's in a glass of wine?'
There, set the glass where I can look within.
Now listen to me, frien
The band was playing a waltz-quadrille,
I felt as light as a wind-blown feather,
As we floated a
The sweet young Spring walks over the earth,
It flushes and glows on moor and lea;
The birds are s
I knew that a baby was hid in that house,
Though I saw no cradle and heard no cry;
But the husba
Oh hush, little baby, thy papa's at sea;
The big billows rock him as mamma rocks thee.
He hastes t
I strolled last eve across the lonely down;
One solitary picture struck my eye:
A distant ploughbo
Oh, I know a certain lady who is reckoned with the good,
Yet she fills me with more terror than a
My soul is like a poor caged bird to-night,
Beating its wings against the prison bars,
So vast the tide of Love within me surging,
It overflows like some stupendous sea,
There was a little comet who lived near the Milky Way!
She loved to wander out at night and jump ab
Long, long ago, ere yet our race began,
When earth was empty, waiting still for man,
Before the br
Sit still, I say, and dispense with heroics!
I hurt your wrists? Well, you have hurt me.
It is tim
A yacht from its harbour ropes pulled free,
And leaped like a steed o’er the race track blue,
I must do as you do? Your way I own
Is a very good way, and still,
There are sometimes two strai
He said he loved me! Then he called my hair
Silk threads wherewith sly Cupid strings his bow,
In the rapture of life and of living,
I lift up my head and rejoice,
And I thank the great Giver
Laugh, and the world laughs with you;
Weep, and you weep alone.
For the sad old earth must borrow
A trusting little leaf of green,
A bold audacious frost;
A rendezvous, a kiss or two,
Not we who daily walk the City's street;
Not those who have been cradled in its heart,
Somebody said, in the crowd, last eve,
That you were married, or soon to be.
I have not thought o
Some cawing Crows, a hooting Owl,
A Hawk, a Canary, an old Marsh-Fowl,
One day all meet together
Quite carelessly I turned the newsy sheet;
A song I sang, full many a year ago,
Smiled up at me, a
As I go and shop, sir!
If a car I stop, sir!
Where you chance to sit,
And you want to read, si
The subtle beauty of this day
Hangs o'er me like a fairy spell,
And care and grief have flown aw
The house is like a garden,
The children are the flowers,
The gardener should come met
As we hurry away to the end, my friend,
Of this sad little farce called existence,
We are sure t
Don’t look for the flaws as you go through life;
And even when you find them,
It is wise and k
Ho! ho! Father Death! I have won you another!
Another grand soul I have ruined and taken;
I, who a
A little leaf just in the forest's edge,
All summer long, had listened to the wooing
Of amorous b
As the ambitious sculptor, tireless, lifts
Chisel and hammer to the block at hand,
Before my half-
On the white throat of useless passion
That scorched my soul with its burning breath
I poured out a tumbler of Claret,
Of course with intention to drink,
And, holding it up in the sun
Today I had a burial of my dead.
There was no shroud, no coffin, and no pall,
No prayers were ut