Book: Poems

• I Have A Rendezvous With Death. . .

  I have a rendezvous with Death
  At some disputed barricade,

  23 lines, 1 comment
• The Hosts

  Purged, with the life they left, of all
  That makes life paltry and

  56 lines, 1 comment
• The Bayadere

  Flaked, drifting clouds hide not the full moon's rays
  More than her beautiful bright limbs were hid

  24 lines
• Ode In Memory Of The American Volunteers Fallen For France

  (To have been read before the statue of Lafayette and Washington in
  Paris, on Decoration Day, May 30, 1916.)

  105 lines, 1 comment
• Tezcotzinco

  Though thou art now a ruin bare and cold,
  Thou wert sometime the garden of a king.

  14 lines
• Maktoob

  A shell surprised our post one day
  And killed a comrade at my side.

  68 lines
• On A Theme In The Greek Anthology

  Thy petals yet are closely curled,
  Rose of the world,

  17 lines
• Champagne, 1914-15

  In the glad revels, in the happy fetes,
  When cheeks are flushed, and glasses gilt and pearled

  68 lines
• To England At The Outbreak Of The Balkan War

  A cloud has lowered that shall not soon pass o'er.
  The world takes sides: whether for impious aims

  13 lines
• The Deserted Garden

  I know a village in a far-off land
  Where from a sunny, mountain-girdled plain

  400 lines
• Tithonus

  So when the verdure of his life was shed,
  With all the grace of ripened manlihead,

  50 lines
• The Wanderer

  To see the clouds his spirit yearned toward so
  Over new mountains piled and unploughed waves,

  52 lines
• Liebestod

  I who, conceived beneath another star,
  Had been a prince and played with life, instead

  34 lines
• The Need To Love

  The need to love that all the stars obey
  Entered my heart and banished all beside.

  53 lines
• Oneata

  A hilltop sought by every soothing breeze
  That loves the melody of murmuring boughs,

  14 lines
• The Sultan's Palace

  My spirit only lived to look on Beauty's face,
  As only when they clasp the arms seem served aright;

  88 lines
• The Rendezvous

  He faints with hope and fear. It is the hour.
  Distant, across the thundering organ-swell,

  64 lines, 2 comments
• Juvenilia, An OdeTo Natural Beauty

  There is a power whose inspiration fills
  Nature's fair fabric, sun- and star-inwrought,

  175 lines
• Broceliande

  Broceliande! in the perilous beauty of silence and menacing shade,
  Thou art set on the shores of the sea down the haze

  16 lines
• The Torture Of Cuauhtemoc

  Their strength had fed on this when Death's white arms
  Came sleeved in vapors and miasmal dew,

  119 lines
• Translations: Dante - Inferno, Canto XXVI

  Florence, rejoice! For thou o'er land and sea
  So spread'st thy pinions that the fame of thee

  144 lines
• The Nympholept

  There was a boy -- not above childish fears --
  With steps that faltered now and straining ears,

  49 lines
• The Aisne

  We first saw fire on the tragic slopes
  Where the flood-tide of France's early gain,

  52 lines
• El Extraviado

  Over the radiant ridges borne out on the offshore wind,
  I have sailed as a butterfly sails whose priming wings unfurled

  24 lines
• A Message To America

  You have the grit and the guts, I know;
  You are ready to answer blow for blow

  129 lines
• La Nue

  Oft when sweet music undulated round,
  Like the full moon out of a perfumed sea

  52 lines
• The Old Lowe House, Staten Island

  Another prospect pleased the builder's eye,
  And Fashion tenanted (where Fashion wanes)

  14 lines
• All That's Not Love . . .

  All that's not love is the dearth of my days,
  The leaves of the volume with rubric unwrit,

  16 lines
• On The Cliffs, Newport

  Tonight a shimmer of gold lies mantled o'er
  Smooth lovely Ocean. Through the lustrous gloom

  13 lines
• Paris

  First, London, for its myriads; for its height,
  Manhattan heaped in towering stalagmite;

  174 lines
• At The Tomb Of Napoleon

  I stood beside his sepulchre whose fame,
  Hurled over Europe once on bolt and blast,

  13 lines, 5 comments
• Fragments

  In that fair capital where Pleasure, crowned
  Amidst her myriad courtiers, riots and rules,

  83 lines
• Do You Remember Once . . .

  Do you remember once, in Paris of glad faces,
  The night we wandered off under the third moon's rays

  68 lines
• Kyrenaikos

  Lay me where soft Cyrene rambles down
  In grove and garden to the sapphire sea;

  14 lines
• Eudaemon

  O happiness, I know not what far seas,
  Blue hills and deep, thy sunny realms surround,

  24 lines
• Antinous

  Stretched on a sunny bank he lay at rest,
  Ferns at his elbow, lilies round his knees,

  14 lines
• Lyonesse

  In Lyonesse was beauty enough, men say:
  Long Summer loaded the orchards to excess,

  11 lines
• Vivien

  Her eyes under their lashes were blue pools
  Fringed round with lilies; her bright hair unfurled

  14 lines
• An Ode To Antares

  At dusk, when lowlands where dark waters glide
  Robe in gray mist, and through the greening hills

  105 lines
• I Loved...

  I loved illustrious cities and the crowds
  That eddy through their incandescent nights.

  14 lines
• Ariosto. Orlando Furioso, Canto X, 91-99

  Ruggiero, to amaze the British host,
  And wake more wonder in their wondering ranks,

  90 lines
• Virginibus Puerisque . . .

  I care not that one listen if he lives
  For aught but life's romance, nor puts above

  14 lines
• After An Epigram Of Clement Marot

  The lad I was I longer now
  Nor am nor shall be evermore.

  7 lines
• With A Copy Of Shakespeare's Sonnets On Leaving College

  As one of some fat tillage dispossessed,
  Weighing the yield of these four faded years,

  13 lines
• Bellinglise

  Deep in the sloping forest that surrounds
  The head of a green valley that I know,

  29 lines
• Written In A Volume Of The Comtesse De Noailles

  Be my companion under cool arcades
  That frame some drowsy street and dazzling square

  13 lines
• Resurgam

  Exiled afar from youth and happy love,
  If Death should ravish my fond spirit hence

  6 lines, 3 comments
• Coucy

  The rooks aclamor when one enters here
  Startle the empty towers far overhead;

  14 lines
• Introduction And Conclusion Of A Long Poem

  I have gone sometimes by the gates of Death
  And stood beside the cavern through whose doors

  75 lines

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