Fragment I By Alan Seeger

    In that fair capital where Pleasure, crowned    Amidst her myriad courtiers, riots and rules,    I too have been a suitor. Radiant eyes    Were my life’s warmth and sunshine,…

Coucy By Alan Seeger

    The rooks aclamor when one enters here    Startle the empty towers far overhead;    Through gaping walls the summer fields appear,    Green, tan, or, poppy-mingled, tinged with red.    The courts…