«I went to bliss. The footpath gleamed / The ruby tint of evening dew, / And ebbing in my spirit streamed / The distant song of dawn anew. The song of dawn, as sunset strove / To fade away. The heavens glowed, / And through the welkin’s seas above / The flames of evening purple flowed....»
«He that hath the bride is the bridegroom: but / the friend of the bridegroom, which standeth / and heareth him, rejoiceth greatly because of / the bridegroom’s voice. / From John III.29 I’m ten years old. I light a wick / And shield the censer’s nascent flame. / Without a word or ...»
«I am not among those who left our land / to be torn to pieces by our enemies. / I don't listen to their vulgar flattery, / I will not give them my poems. But the exile is for ever pitiful to me, / like a prisoner, like a sick man. / Your road is dark, wanderer; / alien corn smells of wo...»
«Orioles are in the woods, and vowels' length / In tonic verses is the single measure known. / But only once a year does nature know in strength / Duration in her meter, as in Homer's own. Caesura-like's the yawning of that day's expanse, / Ease and a labored lengthiness from morning on. / ...»