Seldom ‘can’t,’

Who sees me ready to turn back or sink,That Thou art mine?I cannot hold Thee fast though Thou art mine:Hold Thou me fast,So earth shall know at last and heaven at lastThat I am Thine.

Lizards will want their parasolsTo shade them from the sun.

Never to meet again, my dear -’‘Never to part again.’‘Goodbye today, goodbye tomorrow,Goodbye till earth shall wane,Never to meet again, my dear -’‘Never to part again.’

What is red? a poppy’s redIn its barley bed.What is blue? the sky is blueWhere the clouds float thro’.What is white? a swan is whiteSailing in the light.What is yellow? pears are yellow,Rich and ripe and mellow.What is green? the grass is green,With small flowers between.What is violet? clouds are violetIn the summer twilight.What is…

Exceeding comfortless, and worn, and old,For a dream’s sake.I hang my harp upon a tree,A weeping willow in a lake;I hang my silent harp there, wrung and snappedFor a dream’s sake.Lie still, lie still, my breaking heart;My silent heart, lie still and break:Life, and the world, and mine own self, are changedFor a dream’s sake.

And blood’s a bar I cannot pass.I choose the stairs that mount above,Stair after golden sky-ward stair,To city and to sea of glass.My lily feet are soiled with mud,With scarlet mud which tells a taleOf hope that was, of guilt that was,Of love that shall not yet avail;Alas, my heart, if I could bareMy heart,…