Now that I have won Long despaired of peace, And those fears are flown That vext so my heart’s ease; Shall I wish my love

What boat is this that bears My soul on an ocean, fanned By new arriving airs From an undiscovered land? Is this Love’s magic boat, and th…

And were they but for this, those… Of joy, that I have nursed? indee… That longings, day and night, have… Now it has come, the hour of bliss… How different it seems!

What is the spirit’s desire, Sprung, springing, singing, Fountain—fresh, rainbowed over wit… The inner dishevelled crystal, sta… To sevenfold changes of fire?

The night wind over the great down… Streams along the sky. In the solitude of the hill—side There is only you and I. The night wind leaps and rushes

Beautifully dies the year. Silence sleeps upon the mere: Yellow leaves float on it, stilly As, in June, the opened lily. Brushing o’er the frosty grass

Where is the land that fathered, n… The sap of a strong race into your… Land of wide tilth, of farms and g… Of old towers chiming over peacefu… It is become a vision, barred away

O hush, sweet birds, that linger i… Hold in your evening fragrance, we… But drooping branches and leaves t… Darken and cover me over in tender… As a water—lily unclosing on some…

All the night the voices of ocean… Their murmuring undulation sleeple… Rocked in a dream I slept, Till drawn from trances deep At the invocation of morning calli…

‘O King Amasis, hail! News from thy friend, the King Po… My oars have never rested on the s… From Samos, nor on land my horse’… Till I might tell my tale.’

At the road’s end glimmer the stat… How small beneath the immense holl… Lonely and living silence! Air th… And tingled on the eyelids as we f… The long road stretched between th…

Green banks and gliding river! What air from what far place Comes down your waters’ face And makes your willows shiver? Over me stole a spell,

Out of the day—glare, out of all u… Hurrying in ways disquieted, bring… To silence, and earth’s ancient pe… That with profounder vision I may… In dew—baptizing dimness let me lo…

Down in a shaded garden I laid upon earth my head: The deep trees murmured, darkly fr… Over my bed; I looked through living leaves to…

It is early morning within this ro… Dark and damp; without and within,… Waiting for day: not a sound but a… Yellow jasmine, delicate on stiff… Stands in a Tuscan pot to delight…