Requiescat
Strew on her roses, roses,
And never a spray of yew.
In quiet she reposes:…
And never a spray of yew.
In quiet she reposes:…
Literature
Study Me Then, You Who Shall Lovers Be
Study me then, you who shall lovers be
At the next world, that is, at…
At the next world, that is, at…
The Burning Babe
As I in hoary winter’s night
Stood shivering in the snow,
Surprised I was with…
Stood shivering in the snow,
Surprised I was with…
A Dream of Death
I dreamed that one had died in a strange place
Near no accustomed hand;
And…
Near no accustomed hand;
And…
The Answer
When I go back to earth
And all my joyous body
Puts off the red…
And all my joyous body
Puts off the red…
Wedded Love – Sonnet CXVI
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments: love is not love,…
Admit impediments: love is not love,…
Splendid and Terrible
Splendid and terrible your love.
The searing pinions of its flight
Flamed but a moment’s…
The searing pinions of its flight
Flamed but a moment’s…