I came to live in Sophia Street, In a little house in Sophia Stree… With an inch of floor Between door and door And a yard you’d measure in childr…

Old memories waken old desires Infallibly. While we’re alive With eye or ear or sense at all, Sometimes, must love revive. But we’ll not think, when some str…

I do hate the folk I love– They hurt so. Their least word and act may be Source of woe. ‘Won’t you come to tea with me?’

The foot of my machine Sails up and down Upon the blue of this fine lady’s… Sail quickly, little boat, With gifts for me,

If you have loved a brave story Tell it but rarely; And, with due faith in its glory, Render it barely. Then must the listener, hearing

Somebody brought in lilac, Lilac after rain. Isn’t it strange, belovéd of mine You’ll not see it again? Lilac glad with the sun on it

I cannot be tricked out in lovely… All times, all days. My mind has moods of hating pearl… And jewel-blaze. Nor is the body worthily attired

I have a sister whom God gave to… He formed her out of trouble and t… Like Aphrodite, she came to me fu… Oh, I am blest forever with a sis…

When I was still a child I thought my love would be Noble, truthful, brave, And very kind to me. Then all the novels said

Today, in class, I read aloud to forty little boys The legend of King Croesus’ boast… They were so young, Restless, and eager, I believed t…

I hated them when I was four year… The bright pink berries on the pep… And now they seem quite beautiful… My tower of dreams when I was fou… Was such a tree. Its branches hid…

This evening I’m alone. I wish there’d be Someone to come along And talk to me. Yet out of all my friends

I think each year should bring Little fresh songs Like flowers in spring. That they might deck the hours For a brief while

The little ships are dearer than t… For they sail in strange places, They lean nearer the green waters. One may count by wavelets how the… From their decks; and hear the Se…

Today is rebels’ day. And yet we… All of us rebels, until day is don… And when the stars come out we cel… A revolution that’s not yet begun. Today is rebels’ day. And men in…