A Thousand Martyrs
A thousand martyrs I have made,
All sacrificed to my desire;
A thousand beauties have betrayed, . . .
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The Tide Rises, the Tide Falls
The tide rises, the tide falls,
The twilight darkens, the curlew calls;
Along the sea-sands damp and brown . . .
Time Does Not Bring Relief: You All Have Lied
Time does not bring relief; you all have lied
Who told me time would ease me of my pain!
I miss him in the weeping of the rain; . . .
Time of the Missile
I remember a square of New York’s Hudson River glinting between warehouses.
Difficult to approach the water below the pier
Swirling, covered with oil the ship at the pier . . .
To -
Vainly my heart had with thy sorceries striven:
It had no refuge from thy love,—no Heaven
But in thy fatal presence;—from afar
. . .
(to crave what the light does crave)
to crave what the light does crave
to shelter, to flee
to gain desire of every splayed leaf . . .
To David, About His Education
The world is full of mostly invisible things,
And there is no way but putting the mind’s eye,
Or its nose, in a book, to find them out, . . .
To the Desert
I came to you one rainless August night.
You taught me how to live without the rain.
You are thirst and thirst is all I know. . . .
To Fashion
Gay Fashion thou Goddess so pleasing,
However imperious thy sway;
Like a mistress capricious and teasing, . . .
To Helen
Helen, thy beauty is to me
Like those Nicéan barks of yore,
That gently, o'er a perfumed sea, . . .
