Did he forget? . . . I do not rem… All I had of him once I still hav… He was lovely to me as the word, ‘… As the taste of honey and the smel… What if he forget if I remember?

O, MANDRAGORA, many sing in p… Of life, and death, and immortalit… Of passion, that goes famished all… Of Faith, or fantasy; Thou, all unpraised, unsung, I ma…

IN days of ancient history Who were you? Tell me if you know… Between your kisses answer me To-night, Chicot. Were you a faun by Castaly

THOU singest, thou, me seems, Coming from high Parnassus; where… Beside the silent streams, Among fast-fading blooms, hath fas… A pillow of pale dreams;

Are you my songs, importunate of p… Be still, remember for your comfor… That sweeter birds have had less l… Before men piped them from their l… Greener leaves than yours are lost…

You give me no portent of imperman… Though before sun goes you are lon… Your bright, inherited crown Withered and fallen down. It seems that your blue immobility

CHANGE shall accustom me in aft… To kingdom’s builded on life’s ove… Onward with other poets I shall g… Unpraised of thee. though praised… Until the vine that thou hast quck…

ASK not my pardon! For if one ha… Once to forgive the god that he ha… No further creed Can that god give; but 'neath the… Lies bruisèd like a reed.

Round them a fierce, wide, crazy n… Heaves with crushed lips and glowi… Against the huge and drowsy sun. Beneath them turn the glittering t… Where dizzy waters reel with gold,

WHO shall forget till his last ho… Until the useful service of the du… Hath drawn the emptying cerements… Until the Earth hath eaten love a… Mirth, Beauty, and their kin . .…

The evening found us whom the day… Once more in bitter anger, you and… Over some small, some foolish, tri… Our anger would not decently let d… But dragged between us, shamed and…

DRINK of our Cup—of the red win… All the wild shames that have crus… Passion that twists in it, Madnes… Fever that yearns in it, Folly th… Drink of our Cup! It is Love, it…

BRING out your dead before you r… From lips beloved infection dread; Above such brows ye dare not weep! Bring out your dead Into the street from breast or bed…

Is it not brave to be a king, Tec… Usumcasane and Theridamas, Is it not passing brave to be a ki… And ride in triumph through Perse… Bring the great words that scourge…

THE world is changed between us,… Shall the dawn rise and seek anoth… Over the hill-tops; never can the… Spread out her ragged tresses to t… Of the sea passionate,