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  • To A Young Poet Who Killed Himself
    When you had played with life a space
          And made it drink and lust and sing,
    31 lines, 3 comments
  • A Blue Valentine
    (For Aline)
    Monsignore,
    61 lines
  • Alarm Clocks
    When Dawn strides out to wake a dewy farm
    Across green fields and yellow hills of hay
    14 lines
  • As Winds That Blow Against A Star
    (For Aline)
    Now by what whim of wanton chance
    13 lines
  • Ballade Of My Lady's Beauty
    Squire Adam had two wives, they say,
      Two wives had he, for his delight,
    32 lines
  • Citizen Of The World
    No longer of Him be it said
    "He hath no place to lay His head."
    19 lines
  • Dave Lilly
    There's a brook on the side of Greylock that used to be full of trout,
    But there's nothing there now but minnows; they say it is all fished out.
    33 lines
  • Delicatessen
    Why is that wanton gossip Fame
    So dumb about this man's affairs?
    92 lines
  • Easter
    The air is like a butterfly
    With frail blue wings.
    4 lines, 3 comments
  • Folly
    (For A. K. K.)
    What distant mountains thrill and glow
    25 lines
  • Love's Lantern
    (For Aline)
    Because the road was steep and long
    13 lines
  • Madness
    (For Sara Teasdale)
    The lonely farm, the crowded street,
    21 lines
  • Main Street
    (For S.M.L.)
    I like to look at the blossomy track of the moon upon the sea,
    25 lines
  • Martin
    When I am tired of earnest men,
    Intense and keen and sharp and clever,
    40 lines
  • Mount Houvenkopf
    Serene he stands, with mist serenely crowned,
    And draws a cloak of trees about his breast.
    14 lines
  • Old Poets
    (For Robert Cortez Holliday)
    If I should live in a forest
    37 lines
  • Pennies
    A few long-hoarded pennies in his hand
    Behold him stand;
    26 lines
  • Poets
    Vain is the chiming of forgotten bells
    That the wind sways above a ruined shrine.
    8 lines
  • Trees
    I think that I shall never see
    A poem as lovely as a tree.
    12 lines, 11 comments
  • Servant Girl And Grocer's Boy
    Her lips' remark was:  "Oh, you kid!"
    Her soul spoke thus (I know it did):
    34 lines
  • Easter Week
    "Romantic Ireland's dead and gone,
    It's with O'Leary in the grave."
    36 lines, 1 comment
  • The Annunciation
    "Hail Mary, full of grace," the Angel saith.
    Our Lady bows her head, and is ashamed;
    14 lines
  • Memorial Day
    The bugle echoes shrill and sweet,
    But not of war it sings today.
    20 lines, 1 comment
  • Prayer Of A Soldier In France
    My shoulders ache beneath my pack
        (Lie easier, Cross, upon His back).
    15 lines, 2 comments
  • Rouge Bouquet
    In a wood they call Rouge Bouquet
    There is a new-made grave today,
    54 lines, 1 comment
  • Kings
    The Kings of the earth are men of might,
    And cities are burned for their delight,
    8 lines
  • The White Ships And The Red
    With drooping sail and pennant
    That never a wind may reach,
    97 lines
  • The Twelve-Forty-Five
    Within the Jersey City shed
    The engine coughs and shakes its head,
    88 lines
  • Stars
    Bright stars, yellow stars, flashing through the air,
    Are you errant strands of Lady Mary's hair?
    17 lines
  • Wealth
    From what old ballad, or from what rich frame
    Did you descend to glorify the earth?
    12 lines
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