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No, I will smile no more. If but for prideAnd the high record of these days of pain,I will not be as these, the uncrucifiedWho idly live and find..

How shall I build my temple to the Lord,Unworthy I, who am thus foul of heart?How shall I worship who no traitor wordKnow but of love to play a..

How grey the world was with its memories,How dark even this gay room where the motes run!How black these curtains, thick with murder cries,These..

Honoured I lived e'erwhile with honoured menIn opulent state. My table nightly spreadFound guests of worth, peer, priest and citizen,And poet..

I thought to do a deed of chivalry,An act of worth, which haply in her sightWho was my mistress should recorded beAnd of the nations. And, when thus..

What shall I tell you, dear, who have told all,What do, whose wish, whose will is manacled,What dare, whose duty at your festivalIs but to light the..

Griselda's madness lasted forty days,Forty eternities! Men went their ways,And suns arose and set, and women smiled,And tongues wagged lightly in..

How shall I take up this vain parableAnd ravel out its issue? Heaven and Hell,The principles of good and evil thought,Embodied in our lives, have..

Who has not seen the falls of Tivoli,The rocks, the foam--white water, and the threeFair ruined temples which adorn the hill?Who has not sat and..

An idle story with an idle moral!Why do I tell it, at the risk of quarrelWith nobler themes? The world, alas! is so,And who would gather truth must..

If gratitude a poor man's virtue is,'Tis one at least my sick soul can afford.Bankrupt I am of all youth's charities,But not of thanks. No. Thanks be..

Fools! must we ever quarrel with our fate,Too lateReading the worth of what we did despise,And wiseAt the journey's end to weep it scarce begunWhen..

God knows, 'twas not with a fore--reasoned planI left the easeful dwellings of my peace,And sought this combat with ungodly Man,And ceaseless still..

Glad bird, I do bewail thee,Thy song it was so sweetThat Earth looked up to hail theeTill wings grew to her feet.But, ah! thy mate is lying deadAmong..

SEVEN weeks of sea, and twice seven days of stormUpon the huge Atlantic, and once moreWe ride into still water and the calmOf a sweet evening..

Giacinta sat upon the garden wallAmong the autumn lilies, and let fallTheir crimson petals on her lover's head,And laughed because her little hands..

Ghost of the beautiful past, of the days long gone, of a queen, of a fair sweet woman.Ghost with the passionate eyes, how proud, yet not too proud to..

Romance is writ for me with many namesOf fair loved faces, each page a designBlazoned and tinctured, this with saffron flamesEnshrining fancy, that..

What woes are thereI would not choose to bearFor thy dear sake?Curses were blest, the acheOf sorrow's scourging and grief's crown of care.All pain..

Farewell, dark gaol. You hold some better heartsThan in this savage world I thought to find.I do not love you nor the fraudulent artsBy which men..

``I do not doubt it. You have a look of truthWhich is beyond suspicion. But the worldIs as full of knaves as fools. You have your youthAnd I..

She seemed to change as if with a change of the wind,And growing serious sighed, ``Now look,'' she said,``You think me a mad woman..

She watched me curiously with mocking eyes,Yet tenderly, till once again her mirthPrevailed with her, and quick in feigned surpriseThrusting me back..

``Silence. I will not listen!'' ``And for what?''She added strangely, in a softer mood.``You see I am not angry. Do you..

``We shall be friends. How friends? You must know me first.What? Like the Pont Neuf? Should you wish it? Well,None ever yet repented it who..