XML     PDF ON A DRAWING BY C.H.S. Deep-noted thy bucolic peace,    Such as no rose-lured insect humOr witty water-splash can tease;    In staid divine delirium    Entranced till…

XML     PDF PYGMALION To work at sunrise nor till sunset rest,    Week’s end spliced in week’s end: ’twas thus he wrought;    Tools blunt—not patience tempered by…

XML     PDF LES CHERCHEUSES DE POUX AFTER ARTHUR RIMBAULD When, forehead full of torments hot and red,The child invokes white crowds of hazy dreams,Two…

XML     PDF GUST-DISGUSTED GEESE The sun makes dust on the highways;    The wind pokes fun at the geese;With feathers blown all sideways,    In walking they find…

XML     PDF THE LITTLE BROWN WOOD-MOUSE A little brown wood-mouseHis ample fur cloak doffed,Then tied his comforterBefore he left the house;’Twas lamb’s wool, bleached…