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My heart's unuttered cry。
With the man I love who loves me not
I walked in the street…lamps' flare
But oh； the girls who can ask for love
In the lights of Union Square。
Central Park at Dusk
Buildings above the leafless trees
Loom high as castles in a dream；
While one by one the lamps come out
To thread the twilight with a gleam。
There is no sign of leaf or bud；
A hush is over everything
Silent as women wait for love；
The world is waiting for the spring。
Young Love
I
I cannot heed the words they say；
The lights grow far away and dim；
Amid the laughing men and maids
My eyes unbidden seek for him。
I hope that when he smiles at me
He does not guess my joy and pain；
For if he did； he is too kind
To ever look my way again。
II
I have a secret in my heart
No ears have ever heard；
And still it sings there day by day
Most like a caged bird。
And when it beats against the bars；
I do not set it free；
For I am happier to know
It only sings for me。
III
I wrote his name along the beach；
I love the letters so。
Far up it seemed and out of reach；
For still the tide was low。
But oh； the sea came creeping up；
And washed the name away；
And on the sand where it had been
A bit of sea…grass lay。
A bit of sea…grass on the sand；
Dropped from a mermaid's hair
Ah； had she come to kiss his name
And leave a token there？
IV
What am I that he should love me；
He who stands so far above me；
What am I？
I am like a cowslip turning
Toward the sky；
Where a planet's golden burning
Breaks the cowslip's heart with yearning；
What am I that he should love me；
What am I？
V
O dreams that flock about my sleep；
I pray you bring my love to me；
And let me think I hear his voice
Again ring free。
And if you care to please me well；
And live to…morrow in my mind；
Let him who was so cold before；
To…night seem kind。
VI
I plucked a daisy in the fields；
And there beneath the sun
I let its silver petals fall
One after one。
I said； 〃He loves me； loves me not；〃
And oh； my heart beat fast；
The flower was kind； it let me say
〃He loves me；〃 last。
I kissed the little leafless stem；
But oh； my poor heart knew
The words the flower had said to me；
They were not true。
VII
I sent my love a letter；
And if he loves me not；
He shall not find my love for him
In any line or dot。
But if he loves me truly；
He'll find it hidden deep；
As dawn gleams red thro' chilly clouds
To eyes awaked from sleep。
VIII
The world is cold and gray and wet；
And I am heavy…hearted； yet
When I am home and look to see
The place my letters wait for me；
If I should find ONE letter there；
I think I should not greatly care
If it were rainy or were fair；
For all the world would suddenly
Seem like a festival to me。
IX
I hid three words within my heart；
That longed to fly to him；
At dawn they woke me with a start；
They sang till day was dim。
And now at last I let them fly；
As little birds should do；
And he will know the first is 〃I〃；
The others 〃Love〃 and 〃You〃。
X
Across the twilight's violet
His curtained window glimmers gold；
Oh happy light that round my love
Can fold。
Oh happy book within his hand；
Oh happy page he glorifies；
Oh happy little word beneath
His eyes。
But oh； thrice happy； happy I
Who love him more than songs can tell；
For in the heaven of his heart
I dwell。
Sonnets and Lyrics
Primavera Mia
As kings who see their little life…day pass；
Take off the heavy ermine and the crown；
So had the trees that autumn…time laid down
Their golden garments on the faded grass；
When I； who watched the seasons in the glass
Of mine own thoughts； saw all the autumn's brown
Leap into life and don a sunny gown
Of leafage such as happy April has。
Great spring came singing upward from the south；
For in my heart； far carried on the wind；
Your words like winged seeds took root and grew；
And all the world caught music from your mouth；
I saw the light as one who had been blind；
And knew my sun and song and spring were you。
Soul's Birth
When you were born； beloved； was your soul
New made by God to match your body's flower；
And were they both at one same precious hour
Sent forth from heaven as a perfect whole？
Or had your soul since dim creation burned；
A star in some still region of the sky；
That leaping earthward； left its place on high
And to your little new…born body yearned？
No words can tell in what celestial hour
God made your soul and gave it mortal birth；
Nor in the disarray of all the stars
Is any place so sweet that such a flower
Might linger there until thro' heaven's bars；
It heard God's voice that bade it down to earth。
Love and Death
Shall we； too； rise forgetful from our sleep；
And shall my soul that lies within your hand
Remember nothing； as the blowing sand
Forgets the palm where long blue shadows creep
When winds along the darkened desert sweep？
Or would it still remember； tho' it spanned
A thousand heavens； while the planets fanned
The vacant ether with their voices deep？
Soul of my soul； no word shall be forgot；
Nor yet alone； beloved； shall we see
The desolation of extinguished suns；
Nor fear the void wherethro' our planet runs；
For still together shall we go and not
Fare forth alone to front eternity。
For the Anniversary of John Keats' Death
（February 23； 1821）
At midnight when the moonlit cypress trees
Have woven round his grave a magic shade；
Still weeping the unfinished hymn he made；
There moves fresh Maia like a morning breeze
Blown over jonquil beds when warm rains cease。
And stooping where her poet's head is laid；
Selene weeps while all the tides are stayed
And swaying seas are darkened into peace。
But they who wake the meadows and the tides
Have hearts too kind to bid him wake from sleep
Who murmurs sometimes when his dreams are deep；
Startling the Quiet Land where he abides；
And charming still； sad…eyed Persephone
With visions of the sunny earth and sea。
Silence
（To Eleonora Duse）
We are anhungered after solitude；
Deep stillness pure of any speech or sound；
Soft quiet hovering over pools profound；
The silences that on the desert brood；
Above a windless hush of empty seas；
The broad unfurling banners of the dawn；
A faery forest where there sleeps a Faun；
Our souls are fain of solitudes like these。
O woman who divined our weariness；
And set the crown of silence on your art；
From what undreamed…of depth within your heart
Have you sent forth the hush that makes us free
To hear an instant； high above earth's stress；
The silent music of infinity？
The Return
I turned the key and opened wide the door
To enter my deserted room again；
Where thro' the long hot months the dust had lain。
Was it not lonely when across the floor
No step was heard； no sudden song that bore
My whole heart upward with a joyous pain？
Were not the pictures and the volumes fain
To have me with them always as before？
But Giorgione's Venus did not deign
To lift her lids； nor did the subtle smile
Of Mona Lisa deepen。 Madeleine
Still wept against the glory of her hair；
Nor did the lovers part their lips the while；
But kissed unheeding that I watched them there。
Fear
I am afraid； oh I am so afraid！
The cold black fear is clutching me to…night
As long ago when they w