Under the gold street-light
When the snow was new and white.

We will never walk again
Slowly, we two,

In spring when the park is sweet
With midnight and with dew,

And the passers-by are few.
I sit and think of it all,

And the blue June twilight dies, --
Down in the clanging square

A street-piano cries
And stars come out in the skies.

"It Is Not a Word"
It is not a word spoken,

Few words are said;
Nor even a look of the eyes

Nor a bend of the head,
But only a hush of the heart

That has too much to keep,
Only memories waking

That sleep so light a sleep.
"My Heart Is Heavy"

My heart is heavy with many a song
Like ripe fruit bearing down the tree,

But I can never give you one --
My songs do not belong to me.

Yet in the evening, in the dusk
When moths go to and fro,

In the gray hour if the fruit has fallen,
Take it, no one will know.

The Nights Remember
The days remember and the nights remember

The kingly hours that once you made so great,
Deep in my heart they lie, hidden in their splendor,

Buried like sovereigns in their robes of state.
Let them not wake again, better to lie there,

Wrapped in memories, jewelled and arrayed --
Many a ghostly king has waked from death-sleep

And found his crown stolen and his throne decayed.
"Let It Be Forgotten"

Let it be forgotten, as a flower is forgotten,
Forgotten as a fire that once was singing gold,

Let it be forgotten for ever and ever,
Time is a kind friend, he will make us old.

If anyone asks, say it was forgotten
Long and long ago,

As a flower, as a fire, as a hushed footfall
In a long forgotten snow.

The Dark Cup
VI

May Day
A delicatefabric of bird song

Floats in the air,
The smell of wet wild earth

Is everywhere.
Red small leaves of the maple

Are clenched like a hand,
Like girls at their first communion

The pear trees stand.
Oh I must pass nothing by

Without loving it much,
The raindrop try with my lips,

The grass with my touch;
For how can I be sure

I shall see again
The world on the first of May

Shining after the rain?
"Since There Is No Escape"

Since there is no escape, since at the end
My body will be utterly destroyed,

This hand I love as I have loved a friend,
This body I tended, wept with and enjoyed;

Since there is no escape even for me
Who love life with a love too sharp to bear:

The scent of orchards in the rain, the sea
And hours alone too still and sure for prayer --

Since darkness waits for me, then all the more
Let me go down as waves sweep to the shore

In pride; and let me sing with my last breath;
In these few hours of light I lift my head;

Life is my lover -- I shall leave the dead
If there is any way to baffle death.

"The Dreams of My Heart"
The dreams of my heart and my mind pass,

Nothing stays with me long,
But I have had from a child

The deep solace of song;
If that should ever leave me,

Let me find death and stay
With things whose tunes are played out and forgotten

Like the rain of yesterday.
"A Little While"

A little while when I am gone
My life will live in music after me,

As spun foam lifted and borne on
After the wave is lost in the full sea.

A while these nights and days will burn
In song with the bright frailty of foam,

Living in light before they turn
Back to the nothingness that is their home.

The Garden
My heart is a garden tired with autumn,

Heaped with bending asters and dahlias heavy and dark,
In the hazy sunshine, the garden remembers April,

The drench of rains and a snow-drop quick and clear as a spark;
Daffodils blowing in the cold wind of morning,

And golden tulips, goblets holding the rain --
The garden will be hushed with snow, forgotten soon, forgotten --

After the stillness, will spring come again?
The Wine

I cannot die, who drank delight
From the cup of the crescent moon,

And hungrily as men eat bread,
Loved the scented nights of June.

The rest may die -- but is there not
Some shining strange escape for me

Who sought in Beauty the bright wine
Of immortality?

In a Cuban Garden
Hibiscus flowers are cups of fire,

(Love me, my lover, life will not stay)
The bright poinsettia shakes in the wind,

A scarlet leaf is blowing away.
A lizard lifts his head and listens --

Kiss me before the noon goes by,
Here in the shade of the ceiba hide me

From the great black vulture circling the sky.
"If I Must Go"

If I must go to heaven's end
Climbing the ages like a stair,

Be near me and forever bend
With the same eyes above me there;

Time will fly past us like leaves flying,
We shall not heed, for we shall be

Beyond living, beyond dying,
Knowing and known unchangeably.

VII
In Spring, Santa Barbara

I have been happy two weeks together,
My love is coming home to me,

Gold and silver is the weather
And smooth as lapis is the sea.

The earth has turned its brown to green
After three nights of humming rain,

And in the valleys peck and preen
Linnets with a scarlet stain.

High in the mountains all alone
The wild swans whistle on the lakes,

But I have been as still as stone,
My heart sings only when it breaks.

White Fog
Heaven-invading hills are drowned

In wide moving waves of mist,
Phlox before my door are wound

In dripping wreaths of amethyst.
Ten feet away the solid earth

Changes into melting cloud,
There is a hush of pain and mirth,

No bird has heart to speak aloud.
Here in a world without a sky,

Without the ground, without the sea,
The one unchanging thing is I,

Myself remains to comfort me.
Arcturus

Arcturus brings the spring back
As surely now as when

He rose on eastern islands
For Grecian girls and men;

The twilight is as clear a blue,
The star as shaken and as bright,

And the same thought he gave to them
He gives to me to-night.

Moonlight
It will not hurt me when I am old,

A running tide where moonlight burned
Will not sting me like silver snakes;

The years will make me sad and cold,
It is the happy heart that breaks.

The heart asks more than life can give,
When that is learned, then all is learned;

The waves break fold on jewelled fold,
But beauty itself is fugitive,

It will not hurt me when I am old.
Morning Song

A diamond of a morning
Waked me an hour too soon;

Dawn had taken in the stars
And left the faint white moon.

O white moon, you are lonely,
It is the same with me,

But we have the world to roam over,
Only the lonely are free.

Gray Fog
A fog drifts in, the heavy laden

Cold white ghost of the sea --
One by one the hills go out,

The road and the pepper-tree.
I watch the fog float in at the window

With the whole world gone blind,
Everything, even my longing, drowses,

Even the thoughts in my mind.

• midnight [´midnait] n.午夜；漆黑 (初中英语单词)
• twilight [´twailait] n.黎明；黄昏 (初中英语单词)
• hidden [´hid(ə)n] hide 的过去分词 (初中英语单词)
• stolen [´stəulən] steal 的过去分词 (初中英语单词)
• delicate [´delikət] a.精美的；微妙的 (初中英语单词)
• fabric [´fæbrik] n.织物；结构；组织 (初中英语单词)
• sunshine [´sʌnʃain] n.日光，阳光 (初中英语单词)
• scarlet [´skɑ:lit] n.猩红色 a.猩红的 (初中英语单词)
• whistle [´wisəl] v.吹哨 n.口哨；汽笛 (初中英语单词)
• shaken [´ʃeikən] shake的过去分词 (初中英语单词)
• running [´rʌniŋ] a.奔跑的；流动的 (初中英语单词)
• moonlight [´mu:nlait] n.&a.月光(的) (初中英语单词)
• lonely [´ləunli] a.孤独的；无人烟的 (初中英语单词)
• bearing [´beəriŋ] n.举止；忍耐；关系 (高中英语单词)
• throne [θrəun] n.宝座；王位 (高中英语单词)
• loving [´lʌviŋ] a.爱的，有爱情的 (高中英语单词)
• stillness [´stilnis] n.不动；无声，寂静 (高中英语单词)
• learned [´lə:nid] a.有学问的，博学的 (高中英语单词)
• longing [´lɔŋiŋ] n.&a.渴望(的) (高中英语单词)
• kingly [´kiŋli] a.国王的 ad.国王似地 (英语四级单词)
• baffle [´bæfəl] vt.&n.阻碍；徒劳；困惑 (英语四级单词)
• drench [drentʃ] vt.湿透，浸透 (英语四级单词)
• crescent [´kresənt] n.月牙 a.新月形的 (英语四级单词)
• lizard [´lizəd] n.蜥 (英语四级单词)
• ghostly [´gəustli] a.鬼的；朦胧的 (英语六级单词)
• raindrop [´reindrɔp] n.雨滴 (英语六级单词)
• solace [´sɔləs] n.&vt.安慰(物)；缓和 (英语六级单词)
• frailty [´freilti] n.脆弱；意志薄弱 (英语六级单词)
• holding [´həuldiŋ] n.保持，固定，存储 (英语六级单词)
• grecian [´gri:ʃən] a.古希腊的 n.希腊人 (英语六级单词)