Contents：
GrassofParnassusDeedsofmen：
SeekersforacityThewhitepachaMidnight，January25，1886
Advance，AustraliaColonelBurnabyMelvilleandCoghillRhodocleia：
Torhodocleia—onhermelancholysingingAve：
ClevedonchurchTwilightonTweed*
Metempsychosis*
LostinHades*
Astarinthenight*
Asunsetonyarrow*
AnotherwayHesperothen：
TheseekersforPhaeaciaAsongofPhaeaciaThedeparturefromPhaeaciaAballadofdepartureTheyhearthesirensforthesecondtimeCirce’sIslerevisitedThelimitoflandsVerses：
MartialintownAprilonTweedTiredoftownsScythesongPenandinkAdreamThesingingroseAreviewinrhymeColinette*
AsunsetofWatteau*
Nightingaleweather*
Loveandwisdom*
Good—bye*
Anoldprayer*
AlabelleHelene*
SylvieetAurelie*
Alostpath*
TheshadeofHelen*
Sonnets：
SheHerodotusinEgyptGerarddeNerval*
Ronsard*
Love’smiracle*
Dreams*
Twosonnetsofthesirens*
Translations：
Hymntothewinds*
Moonlight*
Thegraveandtherose*
AvowtoheavenlyVenus*
Ofhislady’soldage*
Shadowsofhislady*
April*
Anoldtune*
Oldloves*
Aladyofhighdegree*
Iannoula*
Themilk—whitedoe*
HeliodoreTheprophetLaisClearistaThefisherman’stombOfhisdeathRhodopeToagirlTotheshipsAlateconvertThelimitoflifeToDanielElzevirThelastchanceToE。M。S。
Primadictamihi，summadicendaCamena。
Theyearswillpass，andheartswillrange，YOUconquerTime，andCare，andChange。
ThoughTimedothstilldelighttoshedThedustonmanyayoungerhead；
ThoughCare，oftcoming，haththeguileFromyoungerlipstostealthesmile；
ThoughChangemakesyoungerheartswaxcold，Andsellsnewlovesforlovesofold，Time，Change，norCare，hathlearnedtheartTofleckyourhair，tochillyourheart，Totouchyourtresseswiththesnow，Tomaryourmirthoflongago。
Change，Care，norTime，whilelifeendure，Shallspoilourancientfriendshipsure，Thelovewhichflowsfromsacredsprings，In’oldunhappyfar—offthings，’
Fromsympathiesingriefandjoy，Throughalltheyearsofmanandboy。
Therefore，toyou，therhymesIstrungWheneventhis’brindled’headwasyoungIbring，andlaterrhymesIbringThatflituponasweakawing，Butstillforyou，foryours，theysing！
ManyoftheversesandtranslationsinthisvolumewerepublishedfirstinBALLADSANDLYRICSOFOLDFRANCE（1872）。Thoughverysensiblethattheyhavethedemeritsofimitativeandevenofundergraduaterhyme，IprintthemagainbecausepeopleIlikehavelikedthem。Therestareofdifferentdates，andlack（thoughdoubtlesstheyneed）theexcuseofhavingbeenwritten，likesomeoftheearlierpieces，duringCollegeLectures。IwouldgladlyhaveaddedtothisvolumewhatothermoreorlessseriousrhymesI
havewritten，butcircumstancesoverwhichIhavenocontrolhaveboundthemupwithBALLADES，andothertoysofthatsort。
Itmaybeaswelltorepeatinprose，whathasalreadybeensaidinverse，thatGrassofParnassus，theprettyAutumnflower，growsinthemarshesatthefootoftheMuses’Hill，andotherhills，notatthetopbyanymeans。
SeveraloftheversionsfromtheGreekAnthologyhavebeenpublishedintheFORTNIGHTLYREVIEW，andthesonnetonColonelBurnabyappearedinPUNCH。These，withpiecesfromotherserials，arereprintedbythecourteouspermissionoftheEditors。
TheversesthatwerepublishedinBALLADESANDLYRICS，andinBALLADSANDVERSESVAIN（CharlesScribner’sSons，NewYork），aremarkedinthecontentswithanasterisk。
GRASSOFPARNASSUS。
PalestarthatbythelochsofGalloway，Inwetgreenplaces’twixtthedepthandheightDostkeepthinehourwhileAutumnebbsaway，Whennowthemoorshavedoffedtheheatherbright，GrassofParnassus，flowerofmydelight，Howgladlywiththeunpermittedbay—
Garlandsnotmine，andleavesthatnotdecay—
HowgladlywouldItwinetheeifImight！
Thebaysareoutofreach！ButfarbelowThepeaksforbiddenoftheMuses’Hill，GrassofParnassus，thyreturningsnowBetweenSeptemberandOctoberchillDothspeaktomeofAutumnslongago，Andthesekindfacesthatarewithmestill。
DEEDSOFMEN
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Toyou，whoknowthefaceofwar，You，thatforEnglandwanderfar，YouthathaveseentheGhazisflyFromEnglishladsnotsworntodie，Youthathavelainwhere，deadlychill，Themistcrepto’ertheShamefulHill，Youthathaveconquered，milebymile，ThecurrentsofunfriendlyNile，Andcheeredthemarch，andeasedthestrainWhenPoliticsmadevalourvain，Ian，toyou，frombanksofKen，WesendourlaysofEnglishmen！
SEEKERSFORACITY。
"Believeme，ifthatblissful，thatbeautifulplace，weresetonahillvisibletoalltheworld，Ishouldlongagohavejourneyedthither……Butthenumberandvarietyoftheways！Foryouknow，THEREISBUTONEROADTHATLEADSTOCORINTH。"
HERMOTIMUS（MrPater’sVersion）。
"ThePoetsays，DEARCITYOFCECROPS，andwiltthounotsay，DEAR
CITYOFZEUS？"
M。ANTONINUS。
"ToCorinthleadsoneroad，"yousay：
IsthereaCorinth，oraway？
EachblandorblatantpreacherhathHispainfulorhisprimrosepath，AndnotasoulofalloftheseButknowsthecity’twixttheseas，HerfairunnumberedhomesandallHergleamingamethystinewall！
Blindaretheguideswhoknowtheway，Theguideswhowrite，andpreach，andpray，Iwatchtheirlives，andIdivineTheydiffernotfromyoursandmine！
Onemanweknew，andonlyone，Whoseseekingforacity’sdone，Forwhathegreatlysoughthefound，Acitygirtwithfirearound，AcityinanemptylandBetweenthewastesofskyandsand，Acityonariver—side，Wherebythefolkheloved，hedied。（1）
Alas！itisnotourstotreadThatpathwhereinhislifeheled，Notourshishearttodareandfeel，KeenasthefragrantSyriansteel；
Yetarewenotquitecity—less，Notwhollyleftinourdistress—
IsitnotsaidbyOneofold，"SheephaveIofanotherfold？"
Ah！faintofheart，andweakofwill，Forusthereisacitystill！
"DearcityofZeus，"theStoicsays，（2）
TheVoicefromRome’simperialdays，InTheemeetallthings，anddisperse，InThee，forThee，OUniverse！
Tomeall’sfruitthyseasonsbring，Alikethysummerandthyspring；
Thewindsthatwail，thesunsthatburn，FromTheeproceed，toTheereturn。
"DearcityofZeus，"shallWEnotsay，Hometowhichnonecanlosetheway！
Borninthatcity’sflamingbound，Wedonotfindher，butarefound。
WithinherwideandviewlesswallTheUniverseisgirdledall。
Alljoysandpains，allwealthanddearth，Allthingsthattravailontheearth，God’swilltheywork，ifGodtherebe，Ifnot，whatismylifetome？
Seekwenofurther，butabideWithinthiscitygreatandwide，Inherandforherliving，weHavenolessjoythantobefree；
NordeathnorgriefcanquiteappalThefolkthatdwellwithinherwall，Noraughtbutwithourwillbefall！
THEWHITEPACHA。
Vainisthedream！HoweverHopemayrave，Heperishedwiththefolkhecouldnotsave，Andthoughnonesurelytoldusheisdead，Andthoughperchanceanotherinhisstead，Another，notlessbrave，whenallwasdone，Hadfleduntothesouthwardandthesun，Hadurgedawaybyforce，orwonbyguileTostreamsremotestofthesecretNile，HadraisedanarmyoftheDesertmen，And，waitingforhishour，hadturnedagainAndfallenonthatFalseProphet，yetweknowGORDONisdead，andthesethingsarenotso！
Nay，notforEngland’scause，nortorestoreHertrampledflag—forhelovedHonourmore—
Nay，notforLife，Revenge，orVictory，Wouldhehavefled，whosehourhaddawnedtodie。
Hewillnotcomeagain，whate’erourneed，Hewillnotcome，whoishappy，beingfreedFromthedeathlyfleshandperishablethings，Andliesofstatesmenandrewardsofkings。
Nay，somewherebythesacredRiver’sshoreHesleepslikethosewhoshallreturnnomore，Nomorereturnforalltheprayersofmen—
ArthurandCharles—theynevercomeagain！
Theyshallnotwake，thoughfairthevisionseem：
Whate’ersickHopemaywhisper，vainthedream！
MIDNIGHT，JANUARY25，1886。
To—morrowisayearsinceGordondied！
Ayearagoto—night，theDesertstillCrouchedonthespring，andpantedforitsfillOflustandblood。Theiroldartstatesmenplied，Andpaltered，andevaded，anddenied；
Guiltlessasyet，exceptforfeeblewill，Andcravenheart，andcalculatedskillInlongdelays，oftheirgreathomicide。
Ayearagoto—night’twasnottoolate。
Thethoughtcomesthroughourmirth，again，again；
MethinksIhearthehaltingfootofFateApproachingandapproachingus；andthenComescackleoftheHouse，andtheDebate！
Enough；heisforgottenamongstmen。
ADVANCE，AUSTRALIA。
OntheofferofhelpfromtheAustraliansafterthefallofKhartoum。
SonsofthegiantOceanisleInsportourfriendlyfoesforlong，WellEnglandlovesyou，andwesmileWhenyououtmatchusmanyawhile，Sofleetyouare，sokeenandstrong。
You，likethatfairypeoplesetOfoldintheirenchantedseaFarofffrommen，mightwellforgetAneldernation’stoilandfret，Mightheednotaughtbutgameandglee。
ButwhatyourfatherswereyouareInlandsthefathersneverknew，’NeathskiesofaliensignandstarYourallytotheEnglishwar；
YourheartsareEnglish，kindandtrue。
Andnow，whenfirstonEnglandfallsTheshadowofadarkeningfate，YouheartheMotherereshecalls，Youleaveyourocean—girdledwalls，Andfaceherfoemeninthegate。
COLONELBURNABY。
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ThouthatoneveryfieldofearthandskyDidsthuntforDeath，whoseemedtofleeandfear，HowgreatandgreatlyfallendostthoulieSlainintheDesertbysomewanderingspear：
’Nothere，alas！’mayEnglandsay，’nothereNorinthisquarrelwasitmeettodie，ButinthatdreadfulbattledrawingnighTothunderthroughtheAfghanpassessheer：
LikeAiasbytheshipsshouldstthouhavestood，Andinsomeglenhavestayedthestreamofflight，Thebulwarkofthypeopleandtheirshield，WhenIndusorwhenHelmundranwithblood，TillbackintotheNorthlandandtheNightThesmittenEaglesscatteredfromthefield。’
MELVILLEANDCOGHILL。
（Theplaceofthelittlehand。）
Dead，withtheireyestothefoe，Dead，withthefoeattheirfeet，UndertheskylaidlowTrulytheirslumberissweet，ThoughthewindfromtheCampoftheSlainMenblow，Andtherainonthewildernessbeat。
Dead，fortheychosetodieWhenthatwildracewasrun；
Dead，fortheywouldnotfly，Deemingtheirworkundone，Norcaredtolookonthefaceofthesky，Norlovedthelightofthesun。
Honourwegivethemandtears，Andtheflagtheydiedtosave，Rentfromtherainofthespears，Wetfromthewarandthewave，Shallwaftmen’sthoughtsthroughthedustoftheyears，Backtotheirlonelygrave！
RHODOCLEIA
TORHODOCLEIA—ONHERMELANCHOLYSINGING。
（RhodocleiawasbelovedbyRufinus，oneofthelatepoetsoftheGreekAnthology。）
Still，Rhodocleia，broodingonthedead，Stillsingingofthemeadsofasphodel，Landsdesolateofdelight？
Say，hastthoudreamedof，orremembered，Theshoreswhereshadowsdwell，Norknowthesun，norseethestarsofnight？
There，’midstthymusic，doththyspiritgazeAsagirlpinesforhome，Lookingalongthewaythatshehathcome，Sicktoreturn，andcountsthewearydays！
SowouldstthoufleeBacktothemultitudewhosedaysaredone，WouldsttastethefruitthatluredPersephone，Thesacramentofdeath；anddie，andbeNomoreinthewindandsun！
Thouhastnotdreamedit，butrememberedIknowthouhastbeenthere，HastseenthestatelydwellingsofthedeadRiseinthetwilightair，Andcrossedtheshadowybridgethespiritstread，Andclimbedthegoldenstair！
Nay，bythycloudyhairAndlipsthatweresofair，Sadlipsnowmindfulofsomeancientsmart，Andmelancholyeyes，thehauntofCare，Iknowtheewhothouart！
ThatRhodocleia，GloryoftheRose，OfHellas，ereherclose，ThatRhodocleiawho，whenallwasdoneThegoldentimeofGreece，andfallenhersun，Swayedherlastpoet’sheart。
Withrosesdidhewoothee，andwithsong，Withthineownrose，andwiththelilysweet，Thedark—eyedviolet，Garlandsofwind—flowerswet，Andfragrantlove—lampsthatthewholenightlongBurnedtillthedawnwasburningintheskies，PraisingTHYGOLDENEYES，ANDFEETMORESILVERYTHANTHETIS’FEET！
ButthoudidstdieandflitAmongthetribesoutworn，Theunavailingmyriadsofthepast：
Ofthebeheldthyfaceindreamsofmorn，And，waking，weptforit，Tillhisowntimecameatlast，Andthenhesoughttheeintheduskyland！
WidearethepopulousplacesofthedeadWheresoulsonearthoncewedMaynevermeet，noreachtakeother’shand，Eachfarfromtheotherfled！
Soallinvainhesoughtforthee，butthouDidstnevertasteoftheLethaeanstream，Northatforgetfulfruit，Themysticpom’granate；
ButfromtheMightyWardenfledst；andnow，ThefugitiveofFate，Thoufarestinourlifeasinadream，Stillwanderingwiththylute，Likethatsweetpaynimladyofoldsong，Whosangandwanderedlong，ForloveofherAucassin，seekinghim！
SowiththyminstrelsyThouroamest，dreamingofthecountrydim，Belowtheveiledsky！
Theredoththyloverdwell，Singing，andseekingstilltofindthyfaceInthatforgetfulplace：
Thoushaltnotmeethimhere，NottillthysingingclearThroughallthemurmurofthestreamsofhellWinstotheMaiden’sear！
Mayshe，perchance，havepityontheeandcallThineeagerspirittositbesideherfeet，PassingthroughoutthelongunechoinghallUptotheshadowythrone，Wherethelostloversoftheagesmeet；
Tillthenthouartalone！
AVE。
’OurFaithandTrothAlltimeandspacecontroulesAbovethehighestspherewemeetUnseen，unknowne，andgreetasAngelsgreet’
Col，RichardLovelace。1649
CLEVEDONCHURCH。
[InmemoriamH。B。]
WestwardIwatchthelowgreenhillsofWales，Thelowskysilvergrey，TheturbidChannelwiththewanderingsailsMoansthroughthewinterday。
ThereisnocolourbutoneashenlightOntowerandlonelytree，ThelittlechurchuponthewindyheightIsgreyasskyorsea。
ButtherehathhethatwokethesleeplessLoveSleptthroughthesefiftyyears，ThereisthegravethathasbeenweptaboveWithmorethanmortaltears。
AndfarbelowIheartheChannelsweepAndallhiswavescomplain，AsHallam’sdirgethroughalltheyearsmustkeepItsmonotoneofpain。
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Greysky，brownwaters，asabirdthatflies，MyheartflitsforthfromtheseBacktothewinterroseofnorthernskies，Backtothenorthernseas。
Andlo，thelongwavesoftheoceanbeatBelowtheminstergrey，Cavernsandchapelswornofsaintlyfeet，Andkneesofthemthatpray。
AndIremembermehowtwainwereoneBesidethatoceandim，IcounttheyearspassedoversincethesunThatlightsmelookedonhim，Anddreamingofthevoicethat，saveinsleep，Shallgreetmenotagain，Far，farbelowIheartheChannelsweepAndallhiswavescomplain。
TWILIGHTONTWEED。
Threecrestsagainstthesaffronsky，Beyondthepurpleplain，ThekindrememberedmelodyOfTweedoncemoreagain。
Wanwaterfromtheborderhills，Dearvoicefromtheoldyears，Thydistantmusiclullsandstills，Andmovestoquiettears。
LikealovedghostthyfabledfloodFleetsthroughtheduskyland；
WhereScott，comehometodie，hasstood，Myfeetreturningstand。
Amistofmemorybroodsandfloats，TheBorderwatersflow；
Theairisfullofballadnotes，Borneoutoflongago。
Oldsongsthatsungthemselvestome，Sweetthroughaboy’sdaydream，Whiletroutbelowtheblossom’dtreePlashedinthegoldensteam。
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Twilight，andTweed，andEildonHill，Fairandtoofairyoube；
YoutellmethatthevoiceisstillThatshouldhavewelcomedme。
1870。
METEMPSYCHOSIS。
Ishallnotseethee，nay，butIshallknowPerchance，thegreyeyesinanother’seyes，ShallguessthycurlsingraciouslocksthatflowOnpurestbrows，yea，andtheswiftsurmiseShallfollowandtrack，andfindtheeindisguiseOfallsadthings，andfair，wheresunsetsglow，Whenthroughthescentofheather，faintandlow，Theweakwindwhisperstothedaythatdies。
Fromallsweetart，andoutofalloldrhyme，Thineeyesandlipsarelightandsongtome；
Theshadowsofthebeautyofalltime，Insongorstoryarebutshapesofthee；
Alas，theshadowyshapes！ah，sweetmydear，Shalllifeordeathbringallthybeingnear？
LOSTINHADES。
Idreamedthatsomewhereintheshadowyplace，GriefoffarewellunspokenwasforgotInwelcome，andregretrememberednot；
AndhopelessprayeraccomplishedturnedtopraiseOnlipsthathadbeensonglessmanydays；
Hopehadnomoretohopefor，anddesireAnddreadwereoverpast，inwhiteattireNewbornwewalkedamongthenewworld’sways。
ThenfromthepressofshadesaspiritthrewTowardsmesuchapplesasthesegardensbear；
Andturning，Iwas’wareofher，andknewAndfollowedherfleetvoiceandflyinghair，—
Followed，andfoundhernot，andseekingyouIfoundyounever，dearest，anywhere。
ASTARINTHENIGHT。
TheperfectpiteousbeautyofthyfaceIslikeastarthedawningdrivesaway；
MineeyesmayneverseeinthebrightdayThypallidhalo，thysupernalgrace；
ButinthenightfromforththesilentplaceThoucomest，dimindreams，asdothastrayStarofthestarryflockthatinthegreyIsseen，andlost，andseenamoment’sspace。
Andastheearthatnightturnstoastar，Lovedlongago，anddearerthanthesun，Sointhespiritualplaceafar，Atnightoursoulsaremingledandmadeone，Andwaittillonenightfall，andonedawnrise，Thatbringsnonoontoosplendidforyoureyes。
ASUNSETONYARROW。
Thewindandthedayhadlivedtogether，Theydiedtogether，andfarawaySpokefarewellinthesultryweather，Outofthesunset，overtheheather，Thedyingwindandthedyingday。
Farinthesouth，thesummerlevinFlushed，aflameinthegreysoftair：
Weseemedtolookonthehillsofheaven；
Yousawwithin，buttome’twasgivenToseeyourface，asanangel’s，there。
Neveragain，ahsurelyneverShallwewaitandwatch，whereofoldwestood，Thelowgood—nightofthehillandtheriver，Thefaintlightfade，andthewanstarsquiver，Twaingrownoneinthesolitude。
ANOTHERWAY。
Cometomeinmydreams，andthen，Onesaith，Ishallbewellagain，ForthenthenightwillmorethanpayThehopelesslongingoftheday。
Nay，comenotTHOUindreams，mysweet，Withshadowyrobes，andsilentfeet，Andwiththevoice，andwiththeeyesThatgreetmeinasoftsurprise。
Lastnight，lastnight，indreamswemet，Andhow，to—day，shallIforget，Orhow，remembering，restrainMineincommunicablepain？
Nay，wherethylandandpeopleare，Dwellthouremote，apart，afar，NorminglewiththeshapesthatsweepThemelancholywaysofSleep。
Butif，perchance，theshadowsbreak，Ifdreamsdepart，andmenawake，Iffacetofaceatlengthwesee，Bethinethevoicetowelcomeme。
HESPEROTHEN
BytheexampleofcertainGrecianmariners，who，beingsafelyreturnedfromthewaraboutTroy，leaveyetagaintheiroldlandsandgods，seekingtheyknownotwhat，andchoosingneithertoabideinthefairPhaeacianisland，nortodwellanddiewiththeSirens，atlengthendmiserablyinadesertcountrybythesea，issetforththeVANITYOFMELANCHOLY。AndbythelandofPhaeaciaistobeunderstoodtheplaceofArtandoffairPleasures；andbyCirce’sIsle，theplaceofbodilydelights，whereofmen，fallingaweary，attaintoEld，andtothedarknessofthatage。WhichthingMasterFrancoysRabelaisfeigned，underthesimilitudeoftheIsleoftheMacraeones。
THESEEKERSFORPHAEACIA。
Thereisalandintheremotestday，Wherethesoftnightisborn，andsunsetdies；
Theeasternshoreseesfainttidesfadeaway，Thatwashthelandswherelaughter，tears，andsighsMakelife，—thelandsbelowtheblueofcommonskies。
Butinthewestisamysterioussea，（Whatsailshaveseenit，orwhatshipmenknown？）
WithcoastsenchantedwheretheSirensbe，WithislandswhereaGoddesswalksalone，Andinthecedartreesthemagicwindsmakemoan。
Eastwardthehumancaresofhouseandhome，Cities，andships，andunknowngods，andloves；
Westward，strangemaidensfairerthanthefoam，Andlawlesslivesofmen，andhauntedgroves，Whereinagodmaydwell，andwheretheDryadroves。
ThegodsarecarelessofthedaysanddeathOftoilsomemen，beyondthewesternseas；
Thegodsareheedlessoftheirpainfulbreath，Andlovethemnot，fortheyarenotasthese；
Butinthegoldenwesttheyliveandlieatease。
YetthePhaeacianswelltheylove，wholiveAtthelight’slimit，passingcarelesshours，Mostlikethegods；andtheyhavegiftstogive，Evenwine，andfountainsmusical，andflowers，Andsong，andiftheywill，swiftships，andmagicpowers。
Itisaquietmidland；inthecoolOfthetwilightcomesthegod，thoughnomanprayed，TowatchthemaidsandyoungmenbeautifulDance，andtheyseehim，andarenotafraid，Fortheyareneatofkintogods，andundismayed。
Ah，wouldthebrightredprowsmightbringusnighThedreamyislesthattheImmortalskeep！
Butwithamisttheyhidethemwondrously，Andfarthepathanddimtowheretheysleep，—
Theloved，theshadowylands，alongtheshadowydeep。
ASONGOFPHAEACIA。
Thelanguidsunset，motherofroses，Lingers，alightonthemagicseas，Thewidefireflames，asafloweruncloses，Heavywithodour，andloosetothebreeze。
Theredroseclouds，withoutlaworleader，Gatherandfloatintheairyplain；
Thenightingalesingstothedewycedar，Thecedarscattershisscenttothemain。
Thestrangeflowers’perfumeturnstosinging，Heardafarovermoonlitseas：
TheSiren’ssong，grownfaintinwinging，Fallsinscentonthecedartrees。
Aswaifsblownoutofthesunset，flying，Purple，androsy，andgrey，thebirdsBrightentheairwiththeirwings；theircryingWakensamomentthewearyherds。
Butterfliesflitfromthefairygarden，Livingblossomsofflyingflowers；
Neverthenightswithwinterharden，Normoonswaxkeeninthislandofours。
Greatfruits，fragrant，greenandgolden，Gleaminthegreen，anddroopandfall；
Blossom，andbud，andflowerunfolden，Swing，andclingtothegardenwall。
Deepinthewoodsastwilightdarkens，Gladesareredwiththescentedfire；
Farinthedellsthewhitemaidhearkens，Songandsighoftheheart’sdesire。
Ah，andasmoonlightfadesinmorning，Maiden’ssonginthematingrey，Faintsasthefirstbird’snote，awarning，Wakesandwailstothenew—bornday。
ThewakingsongandthedyingmeasureMeet，andthewaxingandwaninglightMeet，andfaintwiththehoursofpleasure，Theroseoftheseaandtheskyiswhite。
THEDEPARTUREFROMPHAEACIA。
ThePhaeacians。
Whyfromthedreamymeadows，Morefairthananydream，WhyseekyefortheshadowsBeyondtheoceanstream？
Throughstraitsofstormandperil，Throughfirthsunsailedbefore，Whymakeyouforthesterile，ThedarkKimmerianshore？
Therenobrightstreamsareflowing，Theredayandnightareone，Noharvesttime，nosowing，Nosightofanysun；
Nosoundofsongortabor，Nodanceshallgreetyouthere；
NonoiseofmortallabourBreaksontheblindchillair。
Areoursnothappyplaces，Wheregodswithmortalstrod？
SawnotoursiresthefacesOfmanyapresentgod？
TheSeekers。
Nay，nownogodcomeshither，Inshapethatmenmaysee；
Theyfareweknownotwhither，Weknownotwhattheybe。
Yea，thoughthesunsetlingersFarinyourfairyglades，Thoughyoursthesweetestsingers，Thoughyoursthekindestmaids，Yetherebethetrueshadows，Hereinthedoubtfullight；
AmidthedreamymeadowsNoshadowhauntsthenight。
Weseekacitysplendid，Withlightbeyondthesun；
Orlandswheredreamsareended，Andworksanddaysaredone。
ABALLADOFDEPARTURE。（3）
Fairwhitebird，whatsongartthousingingInwintryweatheroflandso’ersea？
Dearwhitebird，whatwayartthouwinging，Wherenograssgrows，andnogreentree？
Ilookedatthefar—offfieldsandgrey，Theregrewnotreebutthecypresstree，ThatbearssadfruitswiththeflowersofMay，Andwhosolooksonit，woeishe。
AndwhosoeatsofthefruitthereofHasnomoresorrow，andnomorelove；
Andwhosetsthesameinhisgardenstead，Inalittlespaceheiswasteanddead。
THEYHEARTHESIRENSFORTHESECONDTIME。
Thewearysailsamomentslept，Theoarsweresilentforaspace，AspastHesperianshoresweswept，ThatwereasarememberedfaceSeenafterlapseofhopelessyears，InHades，whentheshadowsmeet，Dimthroughthemistofmanytears，Andstrange，andthoughashadow，sweet。
Soseemedthehalf—rememberedshore，Thatslumbered，mirroredintheblue，Withhavenswherewetouchedofyore，Andportsthatoverwellweknew。
ThenbrokethecalmbeforeabreezeThatsoughtthesecretofthewest；
AndlistlessallweswepttheseasTowardstheIslandsoftheBlest。
BesideagoldensandedbayWesawtheSirens，veryfairThefloweryhillwhereontheylay，Theflowerssetupontheirhair。
Theiroldsweetsongcamedownthewind，Rememberedmusicwaxingstrong，—
Ahnownoneedofcordstobind，NoneedhadweofOrphicsong。
ItoncehadseemedalittlethingTolayourlivesdownattheirfeet，Thatdyingwemighthearthemsing，Anddyingseetheirfacessweet；
Butnow，weglanced，andpassingby，Nocarehadwetotarrylong；
Fainthope，andrest，andmemoryWeremorethananySiren’ssong。
CIRCE’SISLEREVISITED。
Ah，Circe，Circe！inthewoodwecried；
Ah，Circe，Circe！butnovoicereplied；
Novoicefrombowerso’ergrownandruinousAsfallenrocksuponthemountainside。
Therewasnosoundofsingingintheair；
Fadedorfledthemaidensthatwerefair，Nomoreforsorroworjoywereseenofus，Nolightoflaughingeyes，orfloatinghair。
Theperfume，andthemusic，andtheflameHadpassedaway；thememoryofshameAloneabode，andstingsoffaintdesire，Andpulsesofvaguequietwentandcame。
Ah，Circe！inthysadchangedfairyplace，Ourdeadyouthcameandlookedonusaspace，Withdroopingwings，andeyesoffadedfire。
Andwastedhairaboutawearyface。
WhyhadweeversoughtthemagicisleThatseemedsohappyinthedayserewhile？
Whydidweeverleaveit，wherewemetAworldofhappywondersinonesmile？
BacktothewestwardandthewaninglightWeturned，wefled；thesolitudeofnightWasbetterthantheinfiniteregret，Infallenplacesofourdeaddelight。
THELIMITOFLANDS。
BetweenthecirclingoceanseaAndthepoplarsofPersephoneThereliesastripofbarrensand，Fleckedwiththesea’slastspray，andstrownWithwasteleavesofthepoplars，blownFromgardensoftheshadowland。
WithaltarsofoldsacrificeTheshoreisset，inmournfulwiseThemistsupontheoceanbrood；
BetweenthewaterandtheairThecloudsarebornthatfloatandfareBetweenthewaterandthewood。
UponthegreyseaneversailOfmortalspassedwithinourhail，Wherethelastweakwavesfaintandflow；
WeheardwithinthepoplarpaleThemurmurofadoubtfulwailOfvoiceslovedsolongago。
Wescarcehadcaretodieorlive，Wehadnohoneycaketogive，Nowineofsacrificetoshed；
Thereliesnonewpathoversea，Andnowweknowhowfainttheybe，Thefeastsandvoicesofthedead。
Ah，flowersanddance！ah，sunandsnow！
Gladlife，sadlifewedidforegoTodreamofquietnessandrest；
Ah，wouldthefleetsweetrosesherePouredlightandperfumethroughthedrearPaleyear，andwanlandofthewest。
Sadyouth，thatletthespringgobyBecausethespringisswifttofly，Sadyouth，thatfearedtomournorlove，Beholdhowsadderfaristhis，Toknowthatrestisnowisebliss，Anddarknessistheendthereof。
VERSES
MARTIALINTOWN。
Lastnight，withinthestiflingtrain，Litbythefoggylampo’erhead，SickofthesadLastNews，IreadVerseofthatjoyouschildofSpain，WhodweltwhenRomewaswaxingcold，WithintheRomandinandsmoke。
Andlikemyhearttometheyspoke，Theseaccentsofhisheartofold：—
"Brother，hadwebuttimetolive，Andfleetthecarelesshourstogether，WithallthatleisurehastogiveOfperfectlifeandpeacefulweather，"TheRichMan’shalls，theanxiousfaces，ThewearyForum，courts，andcasesShouldknowusnot；butquietnooks，Butsummershadebyfieldandwell，Butcountyrides，andtalkofbooks，Athome，withthese，wefainwoulddwell！
"Nowneitherlives，butdaybydaySeesthesunswastinginthewest，Andfeelstheirflight，anddothdelayToleadthelifehelovethbest。"
Sofromthycityprisonbroke，Martial，thywailforlifemisspent，Andso，throughLondon’snoiseandsmokeMyheartrepliestothelament。
FordearasTaguswithhisgold，AndswifterSalo，weretothee，SodeartomethewoodsthatfoldThestreamsthatcircleFernielea！
APRILONTWEED。
AsbirdsarefaintobuildtheirnestThefirstsoftsunnyday，SolongingwakensinmybreastAmonthbeforetheMay，WhennowthewindisfromtheWest，AndWintermeltsaway。
ThesnowliesyetonEildonHill，Butsoftthebreezesblow。
Ifmeltingsnowsthewatersfill，Wenothingheedthesnow，Butwemustupandtakeourwill，—
Afishingwillwego！
Belowthebranchesbrownandbare，Beneaththeprimroselea，Thetroutlieswaitingforhisfare，Ahungrytroutishe；
He’shooked，andspringsandsplashesthereLikesalmonfromthesea！
Oh，Apriltide’sapleasanttide，Howevertimesmayfall，AndsweettowelcomeSpring，theBride，Youhearthemaviscall；
Butalladownthewater—sideTheSpring’smostfairofall。
TIREDOFTOWNS。
’WhenwespoketoheroftheNewJerusalem，shesaidshewouldrathergotoacountryplaceinHeaven。’
LettersfromtheBlackCountry。
I’mwearyoftowns，itseemsa’mostapityWedidn’tstopdowni’thecountryandclem，AndyousaythatI’mboundforanothercity，Forthestreetso’theNewJerusalem。
AndthestreetsareneverlikeSheffield，here，Northesmokedon’tclinglikeasmuttoTHEM；
Butthewatero’lifeflowscoolandclearThroughthestreetso’theNewJerusalem。
Andthehouses，yousay，areofjaspercut，Andthegatesaregaudywi’goldandgem；
Butthere’stimesIcouldwishasthegateswasshut—
Thegateso’theNewJerusalem。
ForIcomefromacountrythat’sover—builtWi’streetsthatstifle，andwallsthathem，Andthegorseonacommon’sworthallthegiltAndthegoldofyourNewJerusalem。
AndIhopethatthey’llbringme，inParadise，Togreenlanesleafywi’boughandstem—
Toacountryplaceinthelando’theskies，AndnottotheNewJerusalem。
SCYTHESONG。
Mowers，wearyandbrown，andblithe，Whatisthewordmethinksyeknow，Endlessover—wordthattheScytheSingstothebladesofthegrassbelow？
Scythesthatswinginthegrassandclover，Something，still，theysayastheypass；
Whatisthewordthat，overandover，SingstheScythetotheflowersandgrass？
HUSH，AHHUSH，theScythesaresaying，HUSH，ANDHEEDNOT，ANDFALLASLEEP；
HUSH，theysaytothegrassesswaying，HUSH，theysingtothecloverdeep！
HUSH—’tisthelullabyTimeissinging—
HUSH，ANDHEEDNOT，FORALLTHINGSPASS，HUSH，AHHUSH！andtheScythesareswingingOvertheclover，overthegrass！
PENANDINK。
Yewanderersthatweremysires，Whoreadmen’sfortunesinthehand，WhovoyagedwithyoursmithyfiresFromwastetowasteacrosstheland，WhydidyouleaveforgarthandtownYourlifebyheathandriver’sbrink，WhylayyourgipsyfreedomdownAnddoomyourchildtoPenandInk？
Youweariedofthewild—woodmealThatcrowned，orfailedtocrown，theday；
ToohonestortootametostealYoubrokeintothebeatenway；
Pliedloomorawllikeothermen，Andlearnedtolovetheguineas’chink—
Oh，recreantsires，whodoomedmethenToearnsofew—withPenandInk！
Whereithathfallenthetreemustlie。
’TisoverlateforMEtoroam，YetthecagedbirdwhohearsthecryOfhiswildfellowsfleetinghome，Mayfeelnosharperpangthanmine，Whoseemtohear，whene’erIthink，Spateinthestream，andwindinpine，CallmetoquitdullPenandInk。
Forthenthespiritwandering，Thatsleptwithintheblood，awakes；
ForthenthesummerandthespringIfainwouldmeetbystreamsandlakes；
Butah，myBirthrightlongissold，Butcustomchainsme，linkonlink，AndImustgetme，asofold，Backtomytools，toPenandInk。
ADREAM。
Whywillyouhauntmysleep？
Youknowitmaynotbe，Thegraveiswideanddeep，Thatsundersyouandme；
InbitterdreamswereapThesorrowwehavesown，AndIwouldIwereasleep，Forgottenandalone！
Weknewanddidnotknow，Wesawanddidnotsee，ThenetsthatlongagoFatewoveforyouandme；
ThecruelnetsthatkeepThebirdsthatsobandmoan，AndIwouldwewereasleep，Forgottenandalone！
THESINGINGROSE。
’LaRosequichanteetl’herbequiegare。’
WhiteRoseonthegreygardenwall，Wherenownonight—windwhispereth，Calltothefar—offflowers，andcallWithmurmuredbreathandmusicalTillalltheRoseshear，andallSingtomyLovewhattheWhiteRosesaith。
WhiteRoseonthegreygardenwallThatlongagowesung！
AgainyoucomeatSummer’scall，—
AgainbeneathmywindowsallWithtrellisedflowersishung，WithclustersoftheroseswhiteLikefragrantstarsinagreennight。
OncemoreIhearthesistertowersEachuntoeachreply，Thebloomisonthoselimesofours，Theweakwindshakesthebloominshowers，Snowfromacloudlesssky；
ThereisnochangethishappydayWithintheCollegeGardensgrey！
St。Mary’s，Merton，Magdalen—stillTheirsweetbellschimeandswing，Theoldyearsanswerthem，andthrillAwintryheartagainstitswillWithmemoriesoftheSpring—
ThatSpringwesoughtthegardensthroughForflowerswhichne’eringardensgrew！
Forwe，besideournurse’sknee，InfairytaleshadheardOfthatstrangeRosewhichblossomsfreeOnboughsofanenchantedtree，Andsingslikeanybird！
AndoftheweedbesidethewayThatleadethlovers’stepsastray！
InvainwesoughttheSingingRoseWhereofoldlegendstell，Alas，wefounditnotmidthoseWithinthegreyoldCollegeclose，Thatbudded，flowered，andfell，—
Wefoundthatherbcalled’Wandering’
Andmeetnomore，nomoreinSpring！
Yes，unawarestheunhappygrassThatleadethstepsastray，Wetrod，andsoitcametopassThatnevermorewetwain，alas，Shallwalktheself—sameway。
Andeachmustdeem，thoughneitherknows，ThatNEITHERfoundtheSingingRose！
AREVIEWINRHYME。
AlittleofHorace，alittleofPrior，AsketchofaMilkmaid，alayoftheSquire—
These，theseare’ondraught’’AttheSignoftheLyre！’
AchildinBlueRibbonsthatsingstoherself，AtalkoftheBooksontheSheratonshelf，AswordoftheStuarts，awigoftheGuelph，ALAI，aPANTOUM，aBALLADE，aRONDEAU，ApastelbyGreuze，andasketchbyMoreau，Andthechimesoftherhymesthatsingsweetastheygo，Afan，andafolio，aringlet，aglove，’NeathadancebyLaguerreontheceilingabove，Andadreamofthedayswhenthebardwasinlove，Ascentofdeadroses，aglanceatapun，Atossofoldpowder，aglintofthesun，TheymeetinthevolumethatDobsonhasdone！
Ifthere’smorethattheheartofamancandesire，Hemaysearch，inhisSwinburne，forfuryandfire；
Ifhe’swise—he’llalight’AttheSignoftheLyre！’
COLINETTE。
ForasketchbyMr。G。Leslie，R。A。
Franceyourcountry，asweknow；
Roomenoughforguessingyet，Whatlipsnoworlongago，Kissedandnamedyou—Colinette。
Inwhatfieldsfromseatosea，Bywhatstreamyourhomewasset，LoireorSeinewasgladofthee，MarneorRhone，OColinette？
Didyoustandwithmaidensten，Fairermaidswereneverseen，WhentheyoungkingandhismenPassedamongtheorchardsgreen？
Nay，oldballadshaveanoteMournful，wewouldfainforget；
NosuchsadoldairshouldfloatRoundyouryoungbrows，Colinette。
Say，didRonsardsingtoyou，Shepherdess，tolullhispain，WhenthecourtwentwanderingthroughRosepleasancesofTouraine？
RonsardandhisfamousRoseLongaredustthebreezesfret；
You，withinthegardenclose，Youareblooming，Colinette。
HaveIseenyouproudandgay，Withapatchedandperfumedbeau，Dancingthroughthesummerday，MistysummerofWatteau？
Nay，sosweetamaidasyouNeverwalkedaminuetWiththesplendidcourtlycrew；
Nay，forgiveme，Colinette。
NotfromGreuze’scanvasesDoyoucastaglance，asmile；
Youarenotasoneofthese，Yoursisbeautywithoutguile。
RoundyourmaidenbrowsandhairMaidenhoodandChildhoodmetCrownandkissyou，sweetandfair，Newart’sblossom，Colinette。