Tonight a shimmer of gold lies mantled o’er    Smooth lovely Ocean. Through the lustrous gloom    A savor steals from linden trees in bloom    And gardens ranged at many…

    Thy petals yet are closely curled,     Rose of the world,    Around their scented, golden core;    Nor yet has Summer purpled o’er    Thy tender clusters that begin     To swell…

    (To have been read before the statue of Lafayette and Washington in Paris, on Decoration Day, May 30, 1916.)      I     Ay, it is fitting…

    A shell surprised our post one day     And killed a comrade at my side.    My heart was sick to see the way        He suffered as he died….

   In Lyonesse was beauty enough, men say:    Long Summer loaded the orchards to excess,    And fertile lowlands lengthening far away,                    In Lyonesse.     Came a term to that land’s…

   I who, conceived beneath another star,    Had been a prince and played with life, instead    Have been its slave, an outcast exiled far    From the fair things my…

    Oft when sweet music undulated round,     Like the full moon out of a perfumed sea    Thine image from the waves of blissful sound     Rose and thy…

    Lay me where soft Cyrene rambles down    In grove and garden to the sapphire sea;    Twine yellow roses for the drinker’s crown;    Let music reach and fair heads…

     I have gone sometimes by the gates of Death    And stood beside the cavern through whose doors    Enter the voyagers into the unseen.    From that dread threshold…

   I loved illustrious cities and the crowds    That eddy through their incandescent nights.    I loved remote horizons with far clouds    Girdled, and fringed about with snowy heights.    I loved…