Theme for Eternity
You bring all of you to all of me
poetry
little beggar
Dawn shivers down --
A Second Growth
These little trees for neither the primeval
Autumn
At the bottom of the day lie the wood and the apples:
A Sunday Drive
Miles are discarded, but not all sudden sights
Insecure on that White Day
It was a white Christmas
The Duty Visit
She greets me with that glad but formal smile
Lines to an Amorous Artist
No, no, my love! I cannot let your eyes
Plunge High
Roll roll and plunge deep and high
No Answer
It was a clear night and the moon
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