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  • In A/C With Ghosts
    You can shuffle and scuffle and scold,
      You can rattle the knockers and knobs,
    37 lines
  • New Magic
    At last I know—it’s on old ivory jars,
    Glassed with old miniatures and garnered once with musk.
    12 lines
  • Earth-Visitors
    (To N.L.)
    THERE were strange riders once, came gusting down
    53 lines
  • Pan at Lane Cove
    SCALY with poison, bright with flame,
    Great fungi steam beside the gate,
    39 lines
  • Taoist
    THOSE friends of Lao-Tzu, those wise old men
    Dozing all day in lemon-silken robes,
    23 lines
  • Rubens' Innocents
    IF all those tumbling babes of heaven,
    Plump cherubim with blown cheeks,
    23 lines
  • Marco Polo
    READING how Marco Polo came
    By bridle-path to Kanbalu,
    47 lines
  • Chessmen
    CHAFING on flags of ebony and pearl,
    My paladins are waiting. Loops of smoke
    13 lines
  • Heine In Paris
    LATE: a cold smear of sunlight bathes the room;
    The gilt lime of winter, a sun grown melancholy old,
    92 lines
  • Winter Dawn
    AT five I wake, rise, rub on the smoking pane
    A port to see—water breathing in the air,
    39 lines
  • A Surrender
    WHEN to those Venusbergs, thy breasts,
    By wars of love and moonlight batteries,
    9 lines
  • The Man of Sentiment
    Part One
    [A walled garden of York. It is an August Sunday, and the baying of deep church-bells is blown faintly in a warm wind. Laure
    369 lines
  • Thieves' Kitchen
    GOOD roaring pistol-boys, brave lads of gold,
    Good roistering easy maids, blown cock-a-hoop
    20 lines
  • Stars
    "THESE are the floating berries of the night,
    They drop their harvest in dark alleys down,
    22 lines
  • The Ghost
    "BEES of old Spanish wine
    Pipe at this Inn to-night,
    25 lines
  • Undine
    IN Undine's mirror the cutpurse found
    Five candlesticks by magic drowned,
    27 lines
  • Next Turn
    No pause! The buried pipes ring out,
    The flour-faced Antic runs from sight;
    15 lines
  • City Nightfall
    SMOKE upon smoke; over the stone lips
    Of chimneys bleeding, a darker fume descends.
    15 lines
  • Adventure Bay
    SOPHIE'S my world . . . my arm must soon or later
    Like Francis Drake turn circumnavigator,
    11 lines
  • A Sunset
    THE old Quarry, Sun, with bleeding scales,
    Flaps up the gullies, wets their crystal pebbles,
    10 lines
  • Realities
    (To the etchings of Norman Lindsay)
    Now the statues lean over each to each, and sing,
    50 lines
  • Music
    MUSIC, on the air's edge, rides alone,
    Plumed like empastured Caesars of the sky
    257 lines
  • Captain Dobbin
    CAPTAIN Dobbin, having retired from the South Seas
    In the dumb tides of , with a handful of shells,
    164 lines
  • The Atlas
    I. The King of Cuckooz
    THE King of Cuckooz Contrey
    188 lines
  • To Myself
    AFTER all, you are my rather tedious hero;
    It is impossible (damn it!) to avoid
    23 lines
  • Elegy In A Botanic Gardens
    THE smell of birds' nests faintly burning
    Is autumn. In the autumn I came
    26 lines
  • Trade Circular
    (To the Poets' Ladies)
    SHALL I give you the Bourbon-sugars
    16 lines
  • La Dame Du Palais De La Reine
    SOPHIE, in shocks of scarlet lace,
    Receives her usual embrace
    31 lines
  • Waters
    THIS Water, like a sky that no one uses,
    Air turned to stone, ridden by stars and birds
    19 lines
  • Rubens' Hell
    VENUS with rosy-cloven rump
    And rings of straw-bright flying hair
    35 lines
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