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

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

Well and If day on day Follows and weary year On year . . . and ever days and ye… Well?

Art thou Not kin to him Who loved Mark’s wife and both Died for it? O, thou harper in Green woods?

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…

‘There’s be no roof to shelter you… You’ll have no where to lay your h… And who will get your food for you… Star-dust pays for no man’s bread. So, Jacky, come give me your fidd…

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

More dim than wining moon Thy face, mort faint Than is the falling wind Thy voice, yet do Thine eyes most strangely glow,

In your Curled petals what ghosts Of blue headlands and seas, What perfumed immortal breath sigh… Of Greece.

A flickering light near spent Her pale hand bore. Have you seen Angelique? Will she know the place Dead feet must find,

I know Not these my hands And yet I think there was A woman like me once had hands Like these.

Musicians O Musicians: Heartseas… Heartsease: an you will have me li… Light wind in the small green leav… Play, oh play, my sad heart ease; Birds, shake from your wilding thr…

Never the nightingale, Oh, my dear, Never again the lark Thou wilt hear; Though dusk and the morning still

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…

A-sway, On red rose, A golden butterfly. . And on my heart a butterfly Night-wing’d.