The key in the latch and the strong, quick tread --

But oh, the woman over the sea
Waiting at dusk for one who is dead!

Peace
Peace flows into me

As the tide to the pool by the shore;
It is mine forevermore,

It will not ebb like the sea.
I am the pool of blue

That worships the vivid sky;
My hopes were heaven-high,

They are all fulfilled in you.
I am the pool of gold

When sunset burns and dies --
You are my deepening skies;

Give me your stars to hold.
Moods

I am the still rain falling,
Too tired for singing mirth --

Oh, be the green fields calling,
Oh, be for me the earth!

I am the brown bird pining
To leave the nest and fly --

Oh, be the fresh cloud shining,
Oh, be for me the sky!

Houses of Dreams
You took my empty dreams

And filled them every one
With tenderness and nobleness,

April and the sun.
The old empty dreams

Where my thoughts would throng
Are far too full of happiness

To even hold a song.
Oh, the empty dreams were dim

And the empty dreams were wide,
They were sweet and shadowy houses

Where my thoughts could hide.
But you took my dreams away

And you made them all come true --
My thoughts have no place now to play,

And nothing now to do.
Lights

When we come home at night and close the door,
Standing together in the shadowy room,

Safe in our own love and the gentle gloom,
Glad of familiar wall and chair and floor,

Glad to leave far below the clanging city;
Looking far downward to the glaring street

Gaudy with light, yet tired with many feet,
In both of us wells up a wordless pity;

Men have tried hard to put away the dark;
A million lighted windows brilliantly

Inlay with squares of gold the winter night,
But to us standing here there comes the stark

Sense of the lives behind each yellow light,
And not one whollyjoyous, proud, or free.

"I Am Not Yours"
I am not yours, not lost in you,

Not lost, although I long to be
Lost as a candle lit at noon,

Lost as a snowflake in the sea.
You love me, and I find you still

A spirit beautiful and bright,
Yet I am I, who long to be

Lost as a light is lost in light.
Oh plunge me deep in love -- put out

My senses, leave me deaf and blind,
Swept by the tempest of your love,

A taper in a rushing wind.
Doubt

My soul lives in my body's house,
And you have both the house and her --

But sometimes she is less your own
Than a wild, gay adventurer;

A restless and an eager wraith,
How can I tell what she will do --

Oh, I am sure of my body's faith,
But what if my soul broke faith with you?

The Wind
A wind is blowing over my soul,

I hear it cry the whole night through --
Is there no peace for me on earth

Except with you?
Alas, the wind has made me wise,

Over my naked soul it blew, --
There is no peace for me on earth

Even with you.
Morning

I went out on an April morning
All alone, for my heart was high,

I was a child of the shining meadow,
I was a sister of the sky.

There in the windy flood of morning
Longing lifted its weight from me,

Lost as a sob in the midst of cheering,
Swept as a sea-bird out to sea.

Other Men
When I talk with other men

I always think of you --
Your words are keener than their words,

And they are gentler, too.
When I look at other men,

I wish your face were there,
With its gray eyes and dark skin

And tossed black hair.
When I think of other men,

Dreaming alone by day,
The thought of you like a strong wind

Blows the dreams away.
Embers

I said, "My youth is gone
Like a fire beaten out by the rain,

That will never sway and sing
Or play with the wind again."

I said, "It is no great sorrow
That quenched my youth in me,

But only little sorrows
Beating ceaselessly."

I thought my youth was gone,
But you returned --

Like a flame at the call of the wind
It leaped and burned;

Threw off its ashen cloak,
And gowned anew

Gave itself like a bride
Once more to you.

Message
I heard a cry in the night,

A thousand miles it came,
Sharp as a flash of light,

My name, my name!
It was your voice I heard,

You waked and loved me so --
I send you back this word,

I know, I know!
The Lamp

If I can bear your love like a lamp before me,
When I go down the long steep Road of Darkness,

I shall not fear the everlasting shadows,
Nor cry in terror.

If I can find out God, then I shall find Him,
If none can find Him, then I shall sleep soundly,

Knowing how well on earth your love sufficed me,
A lamp in darkness.

IV
A November Night

There! See the line of lights,
A chain of stars down either side the street --

Why can't you lift the chain and give it to me,
A necklace for my throat? I'd twist it round

And you could play with it. You smile at me
As though I were a little dreamy child

Behind whose eyes the fairies live. . . . And see,
The people on the street look up at us

All envious. We are a king and queen,
Our royal carriage is a motor bus,

We watch our subjects with a haughty joy. . . .
How still you are! Have you been hard at work

And are you tired to-night? It is so long
Since I have seen you -- four whole days, I think.

My heart is crowded full of foolish thoughts
Like early flowers in an April meadow,

And I must give them to you, all of them,
Before they fade. The people I have met,

The play I saw, the trivial, shifting things
That loom too big or shrink too little, shadows

That hurry, gesturing along a wall,
Haunting or gay -- and yet they all grow real

And take their proper size here in my heart
When you have seen them. . . . There's the Plaza now,

A lake of light! To-night it almost seems
That all the lights are gathered in your eyes,

Drawn somehow toward you. See the open park
Lying below us with a million lamps

Scattered in wise disorder like the stars.
We look down on them as God must look down

On constellations floating under Him
Tangled in clouds. . . . Come, then, and let us walk

Since we have reached the park. It is our garden,
All black and blossomless this winter night,

But we bring April with us, you and I;
We set the whole world on the trail of spring.

I think that every path we ever took
Has marked our footprints in mysterious fire,

Delicate gold that only fairies see.
When they wake up at dawn in hollow tree-trunks

And come out on the drowsy park, they look
Along the empty paths and say, "Oh, here

They went, and here, and here, and here! Come, see,
Here is their bench, take hands and let us dance

About it in a windy ring and make
A circle round it only they can cross

When they come back again!" . . . Look at the lake --
Do you remember how we watched the swans

That night in late October while they slept?
Swans must have stately dreams, I think. But now

The lake bears only thin reflected lights
That shake a little. How I long to take

One from the cold black water -- new-made gold
To give you in your hand! And see, and see,

• sunset [´sʌnset] n.日落；晚霞 (初中英语单词)
• standing [´stændiŋ] n.持续 a.直立的 (初中英语单词)
• wholly [´həul-li] ad.完全，十足；统统 (初中英语单词)
• plunge [plʌndʒ] v.插进 n.投入；冲击 (初中英语单词)
• restless [´restləs] a.没有休息的 (初中英语单词)
• beaten [´bi:tn] beat 的过去分词 (初中英语单词)
• throat [θrəut] n.咽喉；嗓子；出入口 (初中英语单词)
• carriage [´kæridʒ] n.马车；客车；货运 (初中英语单词)
• mysterious [mi´stiəriəs] a.神秘的；难以理解的 (初中英语单词)
• circle [´sə:kəl] n.圆圈 v.环绕；盘旋 (初中英语单词)
• tenderness [´tendənis] n.娇嫩；柔软；温柔 (高中英语单词)
• shadowy [´ʃædəui] a.有阴影的；模糊的 (高中英语单词)
• downward [´daunwəd] a.下降的，向下的 (高中英语单词)
• joyous [´dʒɔiəs] a.充满快乐的 (高中英语单词)
• tempest [´tempist] n.暴风雨 (高中英语单词)
• everlasting [,evə´lɑ:stiŋ] a.永久的，无尽的 (高中英语单词)
• haughty [´hɔ:ti] a.傲慢的，高傲的 (高中英语单词)
• crowded [´kraudid] a.充(拥)满了的 (高中英语单词)
• shrink [ʃriŋk] v.收缩；退缩；畏缩 (高中英语单词)
• disorder [dis´ɔ:də] n.杂乱 vt.扰乱 (高中英语单词)
• drowsy [´drauzi] a.困倦的；催眠的 (高中英语单词)
• stately [´steitli] a.庄严的，雄伟的 (高中英语单词)
• necklace [´neklis] n.项链 (英语四级单词)
• envious [´enviəs] a.妒忌的，羡慕的 (英语四级单词)
• trivial [´triviəl] a.琐碎的；不重要的 (英语四级单词)
• dreamy [´dri:mi] a.心不在焉的；朦胧的 (英语六级单词)