MY LOVE, this is the bitterest,… Who art all truth and who dost lov… As thine eyes say, as thy voice br… Shouldst love so truly and couldst… A whole long life through, had but…

THUS the Mayne glideth Where my Love abideth; Sleep 's no softer: it proceeds On through lawns, on through meads… On and on, whate’er befall,

How well I know what I mean to do When the long dark autumn-evenings… And where, my soul, is thy pleasan… With the music of all thy voices,… In life’s November too!

“HEIGHO,” yawned one day King… “Distance all value enhances! When a man’s busy, why, leisure Strikes him as wonderful pleasure— ’Faith, and at leisure once is he?

A MIDDLE-AGE INTERLUDE. ROSA MUNDI; SEU, FULC… A CONCEIT OF MASTER GY… CANON-REGULAR OF SAI… YPRES CITY. CANTUQUE, _Vi…

Had I but plenty of money, money… The house for me, no doubt, were a… Ah, such a life, such a life, as o… Something to see, by Bacchus, som… There, the whole day long, one’s l…

[Supposed of Pamphylax the Antioc… It is a parchment, of my rolls the… Hath three skins glued together, i… And goeth from Epsilon down to Mu… Lies second in the surnamed Chose…

See, as the prettiest graves will… Our poet’s wants the freshness of… Spite of the sexton’s browsing hor… Have struggled through its binding… Headstone and half-sunk footstone…

Now that I, tying thy glass mask… May gaze thro’ these faint smokes… As thou pliest thy trade in this d… Which is the poison to poison her,… He is with her, and they know that…

LAST night I saw you in my sleep… And how your charm of face was cha… I asked ‘Some love, some faith yo… You answered ‘Faith gone, love es… Whereat I woke—a twofold bliss:

ON WHICH THE JEWS WER… ATTEND AN ANNUAL CHR… IN ROME. ['Now was come about Holy-Cross… and now must my lord preach his fi…

Nobly, nobly Cape Saint Vincent… Sunset ran, one glorious blood—red… Bluish 'mid the burning water, ful… In the dimmest North-East distanc… “Here and here did England help m…

I WILL be happy if but for once: Only help me, Autumn weather, Me and my cares to screen, ensconc… In luxury’s sofa-lap of leather! Sleep? Nay, comfort—with just a c…

He was the man—Pope Sixtus, that… He knew the right thing, did it, a… But of all he had to thank for, my… To thinking, what most moved him w… For one day, as his wont was, in j…