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  •   WHEN the Sultan Shah-Zaman
    Goes to the city Ispahan,
    51 lines
  • GOOD-NIGHT! I have to say good-night
    To such a host of peerless things!
    20 lines
  • MASKS
    BLACK Tragedy lets slip her grim disguise
    33 lines
  • WIDE open and unguarded stand our gates,
    Named of the four winds, North, South, East, and West;
    42 lines
  • THOUGH gifts like thine the fates gave not to me,
    One thing, O Hafiz, we both hold in fee—
    10 lines
  • ENAMOURED ARCHITECT OF AIRY RHYME
    ENAMOURED architect of airy rhyme,
    100 lines
  •     NOT with slow, funereal sound
        Come we to this sacred ground;
    81 lines
  • TO the sea-shell’s spiral round
    ’T is your heart that brings the sound:
    9 lines
  • The first world-sound that fell upon my ear
        Was that of the great winds along the coast
    40 lines
  • The new moon hung in the sky, the sun was low in the west,
        And my betrothed and I in the churchyard paused to rest--
    13 lines
  • It was with doubt and trembling
          I whispered in her ear.
    16 lines
  • When the Sultan Shah-Zaman
    Goes to the city Ispahan,
    14 lines
  • A man should live in a garret aloof,
    And have few friends, and go poorly clad,
    66 lines
  • I know not in what fashion she was made,
          Nor what her voice was, when she used to speak,
    33 lines
  • Close on the edge of a midsummer dawn
        In troubled dreams I went from land to land,
    33 lines
  • I.
    When all the panes are hung with frost,
    34 lines
  • If thy soul, Herrick, dwelt with me,
    This is what my songs would be:
    20 lines
  • Three roses, wan as moonlight, and weighed down
        Each with its loveliness as with a crown,
    11 lines
  • Here, in the twilight, at the well-known gate
        I linger, with no heart to enter more.
    97 lines
  • A soldier of the Cromwell stamp,
    With sword and psalm-book by his side,
    16 lines
  • Forever am I conscious, moving here,
    That should I step a little space aside
    14 lines
  • While yet my lip was breathing youth's first breath,
    I all too young to know their deepest spell,
    14 lines
  • Thou singest by the gleaming isles,
    By woods, and fields of corn,
    32 lines
  • Who is Lydia, pray, and who
    Is Hypatia? Softly, dear,
    16 lines
  • Herewith I send you three pressed withered flowers:
    This one was white, with golden star; this, blue
    14 lines
  • Restless the Northern Bear amid his snows
    Crouched by the Neva; menacing is France,
    14 lines
  • Though I am native to this frozen zone
    That half the twelvemonth torpid lies, or dead;
    14 lines
  • They never crowned him, never dreamed his worth,
    And let him go unlaurelled to the grave:
    14 lines
  • The sky is gray as gray may be,
    There is no bird upon the bough,
    13 lines
  • Like Crusoe, walking by the lonely strand
    And seeing a human footprint on the sand,
    9 lines
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