To My Mother
Because I feel that, in the Heavens above,
The angels, whispering to one another,
Can…
The angels, whispering to one another,
Can…
Love
The Meeting
As I went up and he came down, my little six-year boy,
Upon the stairs…
Upon the stairs…
Voices of the Night
“I wrote this poem on the 3d of October, 1837, to send with a bouquet…
The Veiled Prophet
In that delightful province of the sun,
The first of Persian lands he shines upon,…
The first of Persian lands he shines upon,…
‘Why, lovely charmer, tell me, why’
Why, lovely charmer, tell me, why
So very kind, and yet so shy?
Why does…
So very kind, and yet so shy?
Why does…
Dead Cleopatra
Dead Cleopatra lies in a crystal casket,
Wrapped and spiced by the cunningest of hands.…
Wrapped and spiced by the cunningest of hands.…
Love’s Lantern
(For Aline)
Because the road was steep and long
And through a dark and lonely…
And through a dark and lonely…
All the Sorrows of the World
I Sit and look out upon all the sorrows of the world, and upon all…