To know just how he suffered would be dear
To know just how he suffered would be dear; / To know if any human eyes were near
Previous Poems of the Day
Inscription for the Ceiling of a Bedroom
Daily dawns another day; / I must up, to make my way.
The moon is distant from the sea
The moon is distant from the sea, / And yet with amber hands
The Princess: A Medley: Ask me no more
Ask me no more: the moon may draw the sea; / ; ; ; ;The cloud may stoop from heaven and take the shape,
A LITTLE madness in the Spring
A LITTLE madness in the Spring / Is wholesome even for the King,
EARTH'S ANSWER
Earth raised up her head / From the darkness dread and drear,
Home They Brought Her Warrior Dead
Home they brought her warrior dead: / ;She nor swooned, nor uttered cry:
ON ANOTHER'S SORROW
Can I see another's woe, / And not be in sorrow too?
TO see her is a picture
TO see her is a picture, / To hear her is a tune,
Under Saturn
DO not because this day I have grown saturnine / Imagine that lost love, inseparable from my thought
An Apprehension
IF all the gentlest-hearted friends I know / Concentred in one heart their gentleness,
IN THE CHURCHYARD AT CAMBRIDGE
In the village churchyard she lies, / Dust is in her beautiful eyes,
The Score
Because I've come to eighty odd, / I must prepare to meet you, God.
SUMMER'S OBSEQUIES - The gentian weaves her fringes
The gentian weaves her fringes, / The maple's loom is red.
A Farewell
Flow down, cold rivulet, to the sea, / ; ; Thy tribute wave deliver:
The Small Hours
No more my little song comes back; / And now of nights I lay
O Lovely Lie
I told a truth, a tragic truth / That tore the sullen sky;
After Five
after five / times the poem
The distance that the dead have gone
The distance that the dead have gone / Does not at first appear;
The Thin Edge
With you, my heart is quiet here, / And all my thoughts are cool as rain.