Afternoon on a Hill

I will be the gladdest thing Under the sun! I will touch a hundred flowers And not pick one. I will look at cliffs and clouds With quiet ... Read more

Ashes of Life

Love has gone and left me and the days are all alike; Eat I must, and sleep I will,—and would that night were here! But ah!—to lie awake and hear ... Read more

Assault

I. I had forgotten how the frogs must sound After a year of silence, else I think I should not so have ventured forth alone At dusk upon this ... Read more

Childhood is the Kingdom Where Nobody Dies

Childhood is not from birth to a certain age and at a certain age The child is grown, and puts away childish things. Childhood is the kingdom where ... Read more

Here is a wound that never will heal, I know

Here is a wound that never will heal, I know, Being wrought not of a dearness and a death But of a love turned ashes and the breath Gone out of ... Read more

I know I am but summer to your heart

I know I am but summer to your heart, And not the full four seasons of the year; And you must welcome from another part Such noble moods as are not ... Read more

If I should learn, in some quite casual way

If I should learn, in some quite casual way, That you were gone, not to return again— Read from the back-page of a paper, say, Held by a neighbor ... Read more

Justice Denied in Massachusetts

Let us abandon then our gardens and go home And sit in the sitting-room. Shall the larkspur blossom or the corn grow under the cloud? Sour to the ... Read more