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  • To A Blackbird And His Mate Who Died In The Spring
    (For Kenton)
    An iron hand has stilled the throats
    30 lines
  • The Rosary
    Not on the lute, nor harp of many strings
    Shall all men praise the Master of all song.
    15 lines
  • The Big Top
    The boom and blare of the big brass band is cheering to my heart
    And I like the smell of the trampled grass and elephants and hay.
    32 lines
  • Queen Elizabeth Speaks
    My hands were stained with blood, my heart was proud and cold,
    My soul is black with shame . . . but I gave Shakespeare gold.
    4 lines
  • To Certain Poets
    Now is the rhymer's honest trade
    A thing for scornful laughter made.
    26 lines
  • St. Alexis
    Patron of Beggars
    We who beg for bread as we daily tread
    41 lines
  • St. Laurence
    Within the broken Vatican
    The murdered Pope is lying dead.
    20 lines
  • Roses
    (For Katherine Bregy)
    I went to gather roses and twine them in a ring,
    18 lines
  • Vision
    Homer, they tell us, was blind and could not see the beautiful faces
    Looking up into his own and reflecting the joy of his dream,
    8 lines
  • The Cathedral Of Rheims
    He who walks through the meadows of Champagne
      At noon in Fall, when leaves like gold appear,
    96 lines
  • The Visitation
    There is a wall of flesh before the eyes
    Of John, who yet perceives and hails his King.
    14 lines
  • The Apartment House
    Severe against the pleasant arc of sky
    The great stone box is cruelly displayed.
    14 lines
  • The Fourth Shepherd
    (For Thomas Walsh)
    I
    71 lines
  • The House With Nobody In It
    Whenever I walk to Suffern along the Erie track
    I go by a poor old farmhouse with its shingles broken and black.
    29 lines
  • Waverley
    1814-1914
    When, on a novel's newly printed page
    15 lines
  • The Thorn
    The garden of God is a radiant place,
    And every flower has a holy face:
    12 lines
  • The Proud Poet
    One winter night a Devil came and sat upon my bed,
    His eyes were full of laughter for his heart was full of crime.
    41 lines
  • Servant Girl And Grocer's Boy
    Her lips' remark was:  "Oh, you kid!"
    Her soul spoke thus (I know it did):
    34 lines
  • The Annunciation
    "Hail Mary, full of grace," the Angel saith.
    Our Lady bows her head, and is ashamed;
    14 lines
  • Wealth
    From what old ballad, or from what rich frame
    Did you descend to glorify the earth?
    12 lines
  • The Singing Girl
    There was a little maiden
    In blue and silver drest,
    16 lines
  • The Twelve-Forty-Five
    Within the Jersey City shed
    The engine coughs and shakes its head,
    88 lines
  • The New School
    The halls that were loud with the merry tread of young and careless feet
    Are still with a stillness that is too drear to seem like holiday,
    27 lines
  • Roofs
    The road is wide and the stars are out
    and the breath of the night is sweet,
    21 lines
  • The White Ships And The Red
    With drooping sail and pennant
    That never a wind may reach,
    97 lines
  • The Snowman In The Yard
    The Judge's house has a splendid porch, with pillars and steps of stone,
    And the Judge has a lovely flowering hedge that came from
    33 lines
  • The Robe Of Christ
    At the foot of the Cross on Calvary
    Three soldiers sat and diced,
    73 lines
  • Thanksgiving
    The roar of the world is in my ears.
    Thank God for the roar of the world!
    8 lines
  • Stars
    Bright stars, yellow stars, flashing through the air,
    Are you errant strands of Lady Mary's hair?
    17 lines
  • Multiplication
    I take my leave, with sorrow, of Him I love so well;
    I look my last upon His small and radiant prison-cell;
    16 lines
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