“I do not doubt it. You have a look of truth

I, a sworn Montagu, to libertyBound by all oaths which men least lightly swear?How shall I aid you, who enlisted areIn a strange camp, ‘neath a strange captaincy,Nor urge rebellion to that lurid starWhich mocks the captive nations held in fee?–Nay, bid me not thus falsify my griefs.I cannot turn my creed nor change my…

Since love and life, the future and the past,Died with the shutting of these silent doors,And thought became to me one purpose vast.I have not moved from where she sat. The castOf her fingers on this cushion lightly scoresIts surface still; and still I hear the lastTones of her laughter, and here lie her flowers.Poor…

Tents in Jiwá, the fair wádi, speak ye to me of her.Fair house of ‘Abla my true love, blessing and joy to thee!Doubting I paused in the pastures, seeking her camel–tracks,high on my swift–trotting nága tall as a citadel,Weaving a dream of the past days, days when she dwelt in them,‘Abla, my true love, in…

And see the place where you have made her bedAmong the snow.I loved her too whom you are burying.I have a right to stand beside her bier,And to my handful of the dust I fling,That she may hear.I loved her; and it was not for the eyesWhich you have shut, nor for her yellow hair,Nor…

I felt the south wind blow; and presently,With a tumultuous thrill and then a shake,The nightingale broke forth in melody.I rose in haste, and looked at the grey sky,And read an omen. From its corner nextA book I drew, blest book, where fly on flyAre all the letters of its well–thumbed text.I chose my cast,…

A love which is eternal begotten in a day.The ill is long past healing. Why should I speak to–day?For none have ears to hear, and, least of all, she.Alas I shall have lived unseen tho’ ever near,For ever at her side, for ever too alone.I shall have lived my life unknowing and unknown,Asking naught, daring…