Ah, my beloved, fill the cup that clears Today of past regrets and future fears; Tomorrow? Why, tomorrow I may ...
A book of verse, underneath the bough, A jug of wine, a loaf of bread - and thou Beside me ...
When as the rye reach to the chin, And chopcherry, chopcherry ripe within, Strawberries swimming in the cream, And school-boys ...
In that book which is My memory . . . On the first page That is the chapter when I ...
There is a garden in her face Where roses and white lilies blow; A heavenly paradise is that place, Wherein ...
Brown and furry Caterpillar in a hurry, Take your walk To the shady leaf, or stalk, Or what not, Which ...
Busy old fool, unruly Sun, Why dost thou thus, Through windows, and through curtains, call on us? Must to thy ...
Where, like a pillow on a bed, A pregnant bank swell'd up, to rest The violet's reclining head, Sat we ...
Batter my heart, three person'd God; for, you As yet but knock, breathe, shine, and seek to mend; That I ...
There is a lady sweet and kind, Was never face so pleas'd my mind; I did but see her passing ...