Once, at night, in the manor wood My Love and I long silent stood, Amazed that any heavens could Decree to part us, bitterly repini… My Love, in aimless love and grie…

Fair is the wedded reign of Night… Each rules a half of earth with di… Exchanging kingdoms, East and Wes… Like the round pearl that Egypt d… The sun half sinks i’ the brimming…

“Order A. P. Hill to prepare for… “Tell Major Hawks to advance the… “Let us cross the river and rest i… The stars of Night contain the gl… And rain his glory down with sweet…

My crippled sense fares bow’d alon… His uncompanioned way, And wronged by death pays life wit… And I wake by night and dream by… And the Morning seems but fatigue…

A white face, drooping, on a bendi… A tube-rose that with heavy petal… Her stem: a foam-bell on a wave t… Back from the undulating vessel’s… From out the whitest cloud of summ…

Glooms of the live-oaks, beautiful… With intricate shades of the vines… Clamber the forks of the multiform… Emerald twilights,— Virginal shy lights,

Presenting a portrait-bust of the… Since you, rare friend! have tied… With thanks more large than man e’… So let the dumbness of this image… My eloquence, and still interpret…

What time I paced, at pleasant mo… A deep and dewy wood, I heard a mellow hunting-horn Make dim report of Dian’s lustiho… Far down a heavenly hollow.

I knowed a man, which he lived in… Which Jones is a county of red hi… And he lived pretty much by gittin… And his mules was nuthin’ but skin… And his hogs was flat as his corn-…

Down mildest shores of milk-white… By cape and fair Floridian bay, Twixt billowy pines—a surf asleep… And the great Gulf at play, Past far-off palms that filmed to…

Sometimes in morning sunlights by… Where in the early fall long grass… Light winds from over the moorland… And sigh as if just blown across a… And then I pause and listen to th…

It was three slim does and a ten-t… And all of a sudden the sinister s… Awaft on a wind-shift, wavered and… Down the hill-side and sifted alon… Then Nan got a-tremble at nostril…

(Killed at Surrey C. H., October… . . . . . Dear friend, forgive a wild lament Insanely following thy flight. I would not cumber thine ascent

Oft as I hear thee, wrapt in heav… The massive message of Beethoven… With thy ten fingers to the people… As if ten tongues told news of hea… Gazing on thee, I mark that not a…

Out of the hills of Habersham, Down the valleys of Hall, I hurry amain to reach the plain, Run the rapid and leap the fall, Split at the rock and together aga…