Mrs. McGombie Brown
Mrs. McGombie Brown, great amplitude,
poetry
Genesis
Man's instincts are a brute,
The Lashing
No ice water on the table
The Guest
Like a god he is --
Quiet in the House
The house had something ominous to say
The unvisited
Frail as the wing-fall of butterfly
Low Tide
Along the beach a crowd is gathering
Mr. Lucky and the Wind
Here comes Mr. Lucky
For Cleopatra (and others)
Never was there
Addendum to Hell
Agony comes in the midst of dark.
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