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For love that smiled in April

 Is false to me in May。









   Rispetto







Was that his step that sounded on the stair?

 Was that his knock I heard upon the door?

I grow so tired I almost cease to care;

 And yet I would that he might come once more。



It was the wind I heard; that mocks at me;

The bitter wind that is more cruel than he;

It was the wind that knocked upon the door;

But he will never knock nor enter more。









   Less than the Cloud to the Wind







Less than the cloud to the wind;

 Less than the foam to the sea;

Less than the rose to the storm

   Am I to thee。



More than the star to the night;

 More than the rain to the lea;

More than heaven to earth

   Art thou to me。









   Buried Love







I shall bury my weary Love

 Beneath a tree;

In the forest tall and black

 Where none can see。



I shall put no flowers at his head;

 Nor stone at his feet;

For the mouth I loved so much

 Was bittersweet。



I shall go no more to his grave;

 For the woods are cold。

I shall gather as much of joy

 As my hands can hold。



I shall stay all day in the sun

 Where the wide winds blow;

But oh; I shall weep at night

 When none will know。









   Song







O woe is me; my heart is sad;

 For I should never know

If Love came by like any lad;

 Without his silver bow。



Or if he left his arrows sharp

 And came a minstrel weary;

I'd never tell him by his harp

 Nor know him for my dearie。



〃O go your ways and have no fear;

 For tho' Love passes by;

He'll come a hundred times; my dear;

 Before your turn to die。〃









   Pierrot







Pierrot stands in the garden

 Beneath a waning moon;

And on his lute he fashions

 A little silver tune。



Pierrot plays in the garden;

 He thinks he plays for me;

But I am quite forgotten

 Under the cherry tree。



Pierrot plays in the garden;

 And all the roses know

That Pierrot loves his music;

 But I love Pierrot。









   At Night







Love said; 〃Wake still and think of me;〃

 Sleep; 〃Close your eyes till break of day;〃

But Dreams came by and smilingly

 Gave both to Love and Sleep their way。









   Song







When Love comes singing to his heart

 That would not wake for me;

I think that I shall know his joy

 By my own ecstasy。



And tho' the sea were all between;

 The time their hands shall meet;

My heart will know his happiness;

 So wildly it will beat。



And when he bends above her mouth;

 Rejoicing for his sake;

My soul will sing a little song;

 But oh; my heart will break。









   Love in Autumn







I sought among the drifting leaves;

 The golden leaves that once were green;

To see if Love were hiding there

 And peeping out between。



For thro' the silver showers of May

 And thro' the summer's heavy heat;

In vain I sought his golden head

 And light; fast…flying feet。



Perhaps when all the world is bare

 And cruel winter holds the land;

The Love that finds no place to hide

 Will run and catch my hand。



I shall not care to have him then;

 I shall be bitter and a…cold 

It grows too late for frolicking

 When all the world is old。



Then little hiding Love; come forth;

 Come forth before the autumn goes;

And let us seek thro' ruined paths

 The garden's last red rose。









   The Kiss







I hoped that he would love me;

 And he has kissed my mouth;

But I am like a stricken bird

 That cannot reach the south。



For tho' I know he loves me;

 To…night my heart is sad;

His kiss was not so wonderful

 As all the dreams I had。









   November







The world is tired; the year is old;

 The little leaves are glad to die;

The wind goes shivering with cold

 Among the rushes dry。



Our love is dying like the grass;

 And we who kissed grow coldly kind;

Half glad to see our poor love pass

 Like leaves along the wind。









   A Song of the Princess







The princess has her lovers;

 A score of knights has she;

And each can sing a madrigal;

 And praise her gracefully。



But Love that is so bitter

 Hath put within her heart

A longing for the scornful knight

 Who silent stands apart。



And tho' the others praise and plead;

 She maketh no reply;

Yet for a single word from him;

 I ween that she would die。









   The Wind







A wind is blowing over my soul;

 I hear it cry the whole night thro' 

Is there no peace for me on earth

 Except with you?



Alas; the wind has made me wise;

 Over my naked soul it blew; 

There is no peace for me on earth

 Even with you。









   A Winter Night







My window…pane is starred with frost;

 The world is bitter cold to…night;

The moon is cruel and the wind

 Is like a two…edged sword to smite。



God pity all the homeless ones;

 The beggars pacing to and fro。

God pity all the poor to…night

 Who walk the lamp…lit streets of snow。



My room is like a bit of June;

 Warm and close…curtained fold on fold;

But somewhere; like a homeless child;

 My heart is crying in the cold。









   The Metropolitan Tower







We walked together in the dusk

 To watch the tower grow dimly white;

And saw it lift against the sky

 Its flower of amber light。



You talked of half a hundred things;

 I kept each little word you said;

And when at last the hour was full;

 I saw the light turn red。



You did not know the time had come;

 You did not see the sudden flower;

Nor know that in my heart Love's birth

 Was reckoned from that hour。









   Gramercy Park



     For W。 P。







The little park was filled with peace;

 The walks were carpeted with snow;

But every iron gate was locked。

 Lest if we entered; peace would go。



We circled it a dozen times;

 The wind was blowing from the sea;

I only felt your restless eyes

 Whose love was like a cloak for me。



Oh heavy gates that fate has locked

 To bar the joy we may not win;

Peace would go out forevermore

 If we should dare to enter in。









   In the Metropolitan Museum







Within the tiny Pantheon

 We stood together silently;

Leaving the restless crowd awhile

 As ships find shelter from the sea。



The ancient centuries came back

 To cover us a moment's space;

And thro' the dome the light was glad

 Because it shone upon your face。



Ah; not from Rome but farther still;

 Beyond sun…smitten Salamis;

The moment took us; till you stooped

 To find the present with a kiss。









   Coney Island







Why did you bring me here?

The sand is white with snow;

Over the wooden domes

The winter sea…winds blow 

There is no shelter near;

 Come; let us go。



With foam of icy lace

The sea creeps up the sand;

The wind is like a hand

That strikes us in the face。

Doors that June set a…swing

Are bolted long ago;

We try them uselessly 

Alas; there cannot be

For us a second spring;

 Come; let us go。









   Union Square







With the man I love who loves me not;

 I walked in the street…lamps' flare;

We watched the world go home that night

 In a flood through Union Square。



I leaned to catch the words he said

 That were light as a snowflake falling;

Ah well that he never leaned to hear

 The words my heart was calling。



And on we walked and on we walked

 Past the fiery lights of the picture shows 

Where the girls with thirsty eyes go by

 On the errand each man knows。



And on we walked and on we walked;

 At the door at last we said good…bye;

I knew by his smile he had not heard

 My heart's unuttered cry。



With the man I love who loves me not

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