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Herbert P. Horne: Et Sunt Commercia Coeli
I did not raise my eyes to hers, Although I knew she passed me near: I said, `Her shadow round me stirs; It is enough, that she is here, And that, for once, my way is here.´ I did not look upon her...
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Theo Marzials: The Love-Token
SHE has griffins twain to guard her gate, A mastiff-hound to watch her in the hall, A page for her train when she walks in state, And minstrels and maidens around her to wait, And lovers and gallants...
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Stephen Phillips: The Apparition
My dead Love came to me, and said: ‘God gives me one hour’s rest To spend upon the earth with thee: How shall we spend it best?’ ‘Why, as of old,’ I said, and so We quarrell’d as of old. But...
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Victor Plarr: Epitaphium Citharistrae
Stand not uttering sedately Trite oblivious praise above her! Rather say you saw her lately Lightly kissing her last lover. Whisper not, “There is a reason Why we bring her no white blossom”: Since the...
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Theodore Wratislaw: The Music Hall
THE CURTAIN on the grouping dancers falls, The heaven of color has vanished from our eyes; Stirred in our seats we wait with vague surmise What haply comes that pleases or that palls. Touched on the...
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