In the depth of long September

In the depths of long SeptemberWhere the willow bendsA haunting tune plays a foggy night waltzA wanton dream of whisperily glossed lips Teasing me with a secret name Ducking the starsI caste my eyes down into the valleyNight-fed locks brushing against the pulsing...

You are the link in a pen

you are like ink in a pen                                    writing on my life                            ...

The sea is calm tonight

The sea is calm to-night.The tide is full, the moon lies fairUpon the straits;—on the French coast the lightGleams and is gone; the cliffs of England stand,Glimmering and vast, out in the tranquil bay.Come to the window, sweet is the night-air!Only, from the long line...