«He’s standing there, beside the glowing furnace, A small man, probably older than you’d think. His gaze is peaceful, seems almost submissive From the way his reddened eyelids blink. All his workmates have knocked off — they’re sleeping But he’s still working, showing what he’s w...»
«‘Tis bliss for him, friends of my life, / Who’s not ill with a silly passion, / Who has not time to fall in love, / Who’s all in all and satisfaction, / His sadness never can him find, / His funs are really the endless, / He wrought a harem in his mind, / And there enjoys it wit...»
«A phantom roams through the house. / There are footsteps in upstairs rooms. / All day, shades flit through the attic. / Through the house a goblin roams. He loafs about, gets in the way, / He interferes and causes trouble, / Creeps up to the bed in a dressing gown, / And pulls the cloth...»
«I am no more the ardent lover / Who caused the world such vast amaze: / My spring is past, my summer over, / And dead the fires of other days. / Oh, Eros, god of youth! your servant / Was loyal — that you will avow. / Could I be born again this moment, / Ah, with what zest I'd serve ...»