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  • The Great Adventure Of Max Breuck
    A yellow band of light upon the street
    Pours from an open door, and makes a wide
    907 lines
  • The Book Of Hours Of Sister Clotilde
    The Bell in the convent tower swung.
    High overhead the great sun hung,
    386 lines
  • Reflections
    When I looked into your eyes,
    I saw a garden
    14 lines
  • The Basket
    The inkstand is full of ink, and the paper lies white and unspotted,
    in the round of light thrown by a candle.  Puffs of darkn
    158 lines
  • In A Castle
    Over the yawning chimney hangs the fog.  Drip -- hiss -- drip -- hiss --
    fall the raindrops on the oaken log which burns, and
    129 lines
  • Music
    The neighbour sits in his window and plays the flute.
    From my bed I can hear him,
    24 lines
  • The Boston Athenaeum
    Thou dear and well-loved haunt of happy hours,
    How often in some distant gallery,
    147 lines
  • Sunshine Through A Cobwebbed Window
    What charm is yours, you faded old-world tapestries,
    Of outworn, childish mysteries,
    22 lines
  • The Temple
    Between us leapt a gold and scarlet flame.
    Into the hollow of the cupped, arched blue
    13 lines
  • Clear, With Light, Variable Winds
    The fountain bent and straightened itself
    In the night wind,
    55 lines
  • The Exeter Road
    Panels of claret and blue which shine
    Under the moon like lees of wine.
    69 lines
  • Malmaison
    How the slates of the roof sparkle in the sun, over there, over there,
    beyond the high wall!  How quietly the Seine runs in lo
    271 lines
  • The End
    Throughout the echoing chambers of my brain
    I hear your words in mournful cadence toll
    19 lines
  • The Coal Picker
    He perches in the slime, inert,
    Bedaubed with iridescent dirt.
    46 lines
  • The Foreigner
    Have at you, you Devils!
    My back's to this tree,
    97 lines
  • Fool's Money Bags
    Outside the long window,
    With his head on the stone sill,
    15 lines
  • In Answer To A Request
    You ask me for a sonnet.  Ah, my Dear,
    Can clocks tick back to yesterday at noon?
    15 lines
  • The Shadow
    Paul Jannes was working very late,
    For this watch must be done by eight
    427 lines
  • The Forsaken
    Holy Mother of God, Merciful Mary.  Hear me!  I am very weary.  I have come
    from a village miles away, all day I have
    71 lines
  • The Travelling Bear
    GRASS-BLADES push up between the cobblestones
    And catch the sun on their flat sides
    22 lines
  • The Precinct. Rochester
    The tall yellow hollyhocks stand,
    Still and straight,
    87 lines
  • Storm-Racked
    How should I sing when buffeting salt waves
    And stung with bitter surges, in whose might
    13 lines
  • Sancta Maria, Succurre Miseris
    Dear Virgin Mary, far away,
    Look down from Heaven while I pray.
    113 lines
  • Nuit Blanche
    I want no horns to rouse me up to-night,
    And trumpets make too clamorous a ring
    31 lines
  • The Cyclists
    Spread on the roadway,
    With open-blown jackets,
    22 lines
  • Patience
    Be patient with you?
    When the stooping sky
    30 lines
  • Irony
    An arid daylight shines along the beach
    Dried to a grey monotony of tone,
    13 lines
  • Happiness
    Happiness, to some, elation;
    Is, to others, mere stagnation.
    25 lines
  • The Last Quarter Of The Moon
    How long shall I tarnish the mirror of life,
    A spatter of rust on its polished steel!
    52 lines
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