And sent me under sun and stars,
For all the world was mine.
Oh, take the sandals off my feet,
You know not what you do;
For all my world is in your arms,
My sun and stars are you.
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Oh if I were the velvet rose
I’d climb to touch his windowAnd make his casement fine.And if I were the little birdThat twitters on the tree,All day I’d sing my love for himTill he should harken me.But since I am a maidenI go with downcast eyes,And he will never hear the songsThat he has turned to sighs.And since I am a…
When I can make my thoughts come forth
Each one puts on before the glassHer most becoming hat and gown.But oh, the shy and eager thoughtsThat hide and will not get them dressed,Why is it that they always seemSo much more lovely than the rest?
IF I must go to heaven’s end
Be near me and forever bendWith the same eyes above me there;Time will fly past us like leaves flying,We shall not heed, for we shall beBeyond living, beyond dying,Knowing and known unchangeably.
Inside the tiny Pantheon
Leaving the restless crowsd awhile,As ships find shelter from the sea.The ancient centuries came backTo cover us a moment’s space,And through the dome the light was gladBecause it shone upon your face.Ah, not from Rome but farther stillBeyond sun-smitten Salamis,The moment took us, till you learnedTo find the present with a kiss.
THE days remember and the nights remember
Deep in my heart they lie, hidden in their splendor,Buried like sovereigns in their robes of state.Let them not wake again, better to lie there,Wrapped in memories, jewelled and arrayed—Many a ghostly king has waked from death-sleepAnd found his crown stolen and his throne decayed.
Oh would I were the roses, that lie against her hands,
Dear hands that hold the roses, where mine would love to be,Oh leave, oh leave the roses, and hold the hands of me!She draws the heart from out them, she draws away their breath,—Oh would that I might perish and find so sweet a death!
And sent me under sun and stars,
For all the world was mine.
Oh, take the sandals off my feet,
You know not what you do;
For all my world is in your arms,
My sun and stars are you.
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I am free of love as a bird flying south in the autumn,
Glad to forget all of the passion of AprilEre it was love-free.I am free of love, and I listen to music lightly,But if he returned, if he should look at me deeply,I should awake, I should awake and rememberI am my lover’s.
For W. P.
The walks were carpeted with snow,But every iron gate was locked.Lest if we entered, peace would go.We circled it a dozen times,The wind was blowing from the sea,I only felt your restless eyesWhose love was like a cloak for me.Oh heavy gates that fate has lockedTo bar the joy we may not win,Peace would go…
The birds are all a-building,
And still I linger lonelyWithin a barren bower.I weave a web of fanciesOf tears and darkness spun.How shall I sing of sunlightWho never saw the sun?I hear the pipes a-blowing,But yet I may not dance,I know that Love is passing,I cannot catch his glance.And if his voice should call meAnd I with groping dimShould reach…
I KNOW the stars by their names,
And I know the path they takeUp heaven’s broad blue stair.I know the secrets of menBy the look of their eyes,Their gray thoughts, their strange thoughtsHave made me sad and wise.But your eyes are dark to meThough they seem to call and call—I cannot tell if you love meOr do not love me at all.I…
Mary sat in the corner dreaming,
While in the dusk, the saw went screamingTo and fro.Jesus and Joseph toiled together,Mary was watching them,Thinking of kings in the wintry weatherAt Bethlehem.Mary sat in the corner thinking,Jesus had grown a man;One by one her hopes were sinkingAs the years ran.Jesus and Joseph toiled together,Mary’s thoughts were far–Angels sang in the wintry weatherUnder a…
OH Earth, you are too dear to-night,
Floats rainy fragrance and the farDeep voice of the ocean that talks to the ground?Oh Earth, you gave me all I have,I love you, I love you,—oh what have IThat I can give you in return—Except my body after I die?