In a cave born (Mary said) In a cave is My Son buried

Peter stands by the gate, And Michael by the throne. ‘Peter, I would pass the gate And come before the throne.’ ‘Whose spirit prayed never at the…

Meet thou the event And terrible happening of Thine end: for thou art come Upon the remote, cold place Of ultimate dissolution and

The long night through and still a… Estranged from eyes that very wear… Makes blind to dawn.

Seen on a night in November How frail Above the bulk Of crashing water hangs, Autumn, evanescent, wan,

As I went, as I went Over the mountains, I heard, I heard, Through cloud-wreath and mist, A hound that was baying -

Listen . . . With faint dry sound, Like steps of passing ghosts, The leaves, frost-crisp’d, break f… And fall.

Wouldst thou find my ashes? Look In the pages of my book; And as these thy hand doth turn, Know here is my funeral urn.

No guile? Nay, but so strangely He moves among us. . Not this Man but Barabbas! Release to us Barabbas!

If it Were lighter touch Than petal of flower resting On grass, oh still too heavy it we… Too heavy!

Too far afield thy search. Nay, t… At thine own elbow potent Memory… Thy double, and eternity is cupped In the pale hollow of those ghostl…

Burdock, Blue aconite, And thistle and thorn. .of these Singing I wreathe my pretty wreat… O’death.

Oh me, Was there a time When Paradise knew Eve In this sweet guise, so placid and

Hear thou my lamentation, Eros, Aphrodite’s son! My heart is broken and my days are… Where the woods are dark and the s… Eros!

Look up . . . From bleakening hills Blows down the light, first breath Of wintry wind . . . look up, and… The snow!