«Oh, where are you, Huns, who are coming? / As a cloud you swell over us here. / I can hear iron footsteps a-drumming / On the yet undiscovered Pamir. From your camps in the mist let the gathered / Hordes drunkenly fall in a flood; / Give new life to our bodies withered / With your free ...»
«ORPHEUS Can I hear your soft step treading, / Hear behind me your soft tread? / A rebellious way we’re threading, / Life’s pale pathway from the dead. EURYDICE Yours to see, but mine to hearken; / I must pace on, I must pace, / Though my face the black clouds darken, / Death’s b...»
«With fainting soul athirst for Grace, / I wandered in a desert place, / And at the crossing of the ways / I saw a sixfold Seraph blaze; / He touched mine eyes with fingers light / As sleep that cometh in the night: / And like a frighted eagle’s eyes, / They opened wide with prophecie...»
«Fronting amazed Cythera grows / A wondrous ever-blooming rose / Sacred to Venus, dearer far / Than all her votive blossoms are. / The north wind blows when Autumn closes / And Paphos is in ruin laid, / But in a world of fading roses / There grows one rose that will not fade»