I found a flower in a desolate plo… Where no man wrought,—by a deserte… Where no man dwelt; a strange, dar… Black heavy buds on a pale leafles… I pluck’d it, wondering, and with…

My sun went down at noon to-day, O Sorrow! For in thine eyes My sun doth rise; Then, Love, I pray,

Two things remain unalter’d in thi… Tho’ since I came here forty year… The smiling loveliness of Nature’… And the fine spirit of kindly, cou… That still presides here as it did…

If thou wert standing by yon tide, And I were standing by thy side, Methinks a death I could contrive… Pleasanter than the life I live. For I would lay me at thy feet,

When the dawn O’er hill and dale Throws her bright veil, Oh, think of me! When the rain

A bitter cheat!'€”and here at leng… And thou and I, who were to one a… More closely knit than brother is… Shall not be even as two common fr… Never again in our two hearts may…

Loud wind, strong wind, where art… Into the air, the viewless air, To be lost there, There am I blowing. Clear wave, swift wave, where art…

At morn—a mountain ne’er to be cli… A horn of plenty, lengthening ever… At noon—the countless hour-sands p… Waves that we scarce can see as th… At night—a pageant over ere begun,

Two angels have them in eternal ke… He that beside the deep vaults of… Stands to receive the treasures, t… And lamentation into them men cast… Forgetting that alone they hold th…

Farewell, old playmate! on thy san… My lingering feet will leave their… To thy loved side I never may ret… I pray thee, old companion, make d… For the wild spirit who so oft has…

Dear, yet forbidden thoughts, that… While shines the weary sun, with s… I drive away; why, when my spirits… Shrouded in the cold sleep of mise… Do ye return, to mock me with fals…

As o’er the chasm I breathless hu… Thus from the depths the siren sun… “Down, down into the womb Of earth, the daylight’s tomb, Where the sun’s eyes

Could I be sure that I should die The moment you had ceased to love… I would not turn so fearfully From those fond vows with which yo… Could I be sure, when passion’s l…

Fallen from thy parent bough, Poor wither’d leaf, where goest th… From the mountain to the vale, From the forest to the hill I flutter, carried by the gale,

Away, away! bear me away, away, Into the boundless void, thou migh… That rushest on thy midnight way, And leav’st this weary world, far,… Away, away! bear me away, away,