Springtime

Springtime

By night when others soundly slept And hath at once both ease and Rest, My waking eyes were open kept And so to lie I found it best. I sought him whom my Soul did Love, With tears I sought him earnestly. He bow’d his ear down from Above. In vain I did not seek or cry....

Happy Tree

There was a bright and happy tree; The wind with music laced its boughs; Thither across the houseless sea Came singing birds to house.   Men grudged the tree its happy eyes, Its happy dawns of eager sound; So all that crown and tower of leaves They levelled with...