In September

THE east wind blows in the street today; The sky is blue, yet the town looks grey. 'Tis the wind of ice, the wind of fire, Of cold despair and of hot desire,…

STRAW in the street where I pass to-day Dulls the sound of the wheels and feet. 'Tis for a failing life, they lay Straw in the street.Here, where the pulses of London beat,…

Am Kruzweg wird begraben Wer selber brachte divh um.WHEN first the world grew dark to me I call'd on God, yet came not he. Whereon, as wearier waxed my lot,…

I lounge in the doorway and languish in vain While Tom, Dick and Harry are dancing with JaneMy spirit rises to the music’s beat; There is a leaden fiend lurks in my feet! To move unto your motion, Love, were sweet.Somewhere, I think, some other where, not here,…

With fruit and flowers the board is deckt, The wine and laughter flow; I’ll not complain--could one expect So dull a world to know?You look across the fruit and flowers,…

He comes; I hear him up the street-- Bird of ill omen, flapping wide The pinion of a printed sheet, His hoarse note scares the eventide.…

”To see my love suffices me.” --Ballades in Blue China.Some men to carriages aspire; On some the costly hansoms wait; Some seek a fly, on job or hire;…

Between the showers I went my way, The glistening street was bright with flowers; It seemed that March had turned to May Between the showers.Above the shining roofs and towers…