When I was a boy, and saw bright rows of icicles

Turned to the city of towers as evening fell;And slowly walked by the darkening road toward it;And saw how the towers darkened against the sky;And across the distance heard the toll of a bell.Along the darkening road he hurried alone,With his eyes cast down,And thought how the streets were hoarse with a tide of people,With…

Darling, I love you.It is not your mouth, for I have known mouths before,—Though your mouth is more alive than roses,Roses singing softlyTo green leaves after rain.It is not your eyes, for I have dived often in eyes,—Though your eyes, even in the yellow glare of footlights,Are windows into eternal dusk.Nor is it the live…

from what acknowledged circuit sprungand in the heart and on the tongueat sight of few familiar birdswhen seaward his last sail unfurledto leeward from the wheel once morebloomed the pale crags of haunted shorethat once-more-visited notch of world:and straight he knew as known beforethe Logos in Leviathan’s roarhe deepest sounding with his leadwho all had…

She chilled our laughter, stilled our play;And spread a silence there.And darkness shot across the sky,And once, and twice, we heard her cry;And saw her lift white hands on highAnd toss her troubled hair.What shape was this who came to us,With basilisk eyes so ominous,With mouth so sweet, so poisonous,And tortured hands so pale?We saw…

Moonlight whitens the lilac shadowed wallAnd through the evening fall,Clearly, as if through enchanted seas,Footsteps passing, an infinite distance away,In another world and another day.Moonlight turns the purple lilacs blue,Moonlight leaves the fountain hoar and old,And the boughs of elms grow green and cold,Our footsteps echo on gleaming stones,The leaves are stirred to a jargon…

And into the shadow again, without a whisper!–Firefly’s my name, I am evanescent.Firefly’s your name. You are evanescent.But I follow you as remorselessly as darkness,And shut you in and enclose you, at last, and always,Till you are lost,–as a voice is lost in silence.Till I am lost, as a voice is lost in silence. ….

Never to be opened by me.The starr’d leaves are silently turned,And the mooned leaves;And as they are turned, fall the shadows of life and death.Perplexed and troubled,I light a small light in a small room,The lighted walls come closer to me,The familiar pictures are clear.I sit in my favourite chair and turn in my mindThe…

And made the glare of streets grow dimAnd life more soft and hushed for him….Over her shoulder now she smiledTrustfully to him, like a child,The while her fingers gayly movedAlonge these white keys dearly loved,Making them laugh a jocund measure,Making them show and sing her pleasure….A smile that dwelt upon his eyes,To see what mood…

The trees grow dark: the shadows lean to the east:And lights wink out through the windows, one by one.A clamor of frosty sirens mourns at the night.Pale slate-grey clouds whirl up from the sunken sun.And the wandering one, the inquisitive dreamer of dreams,The eternal asker of answers, stands in the street,And lifts his palms for…

voices of leaves on the wind that bears them todestruction,impassioned prayer, impassioned hymn of delightof the gladly doomed to die. Stridor of beasts,stridor of men, praises of lust and battle,numberless as waves, the waves singingto the wind that bears them down.Under Osiris,him of the Egyptian priests, Osynmandyas the King,easward into Asia we passed, swarmed over…

And tiny violets, and wreaths of ivy?See how the pattern clings to the gleaming edges!They’re works of art—minutely seen and felt,Each petal done devoutly. Is it failureTo spend your blood like this?Study them . . . you will see there, in the porcelain,If you stare hard enough, a sort of swimmingOf lights and shadows, ghosts…

And sees the advancing curtain of the showerSplashing its silver on roofs and walls:Sees how, swift as a shadow, it crosses the city,And murmurs beyond far walls to the sea,Leaving a glimmer of water in the dark canyons,And silver falling from eave and tree.One, from his high bright window, looking down,Peers like a dreamer over…