Poems by Arthur Symons
Bodys Blood
... Some storm-tossed years of intense passion and pain ...
The Heart Of Man
... Blow cold, you will fan desire: ...
Unstable Pride
... Prideless, if any hand have brushed their wing ...
Spain
... That to have fallen through dreams is to touch hell ...
"O, water, voice of my heart..."
... And the heart shall be weary and wonder and cry like the sea, ...
Love And Sorrow
... Shall love, that slept, again be awake, ...
A Triptych
... Men sleep and wake, and death comes when he will, ...
The Desire Of Life
... If this bright voice that cries Hope and forget! ...
Rome
... Two monks who pass in white, sandalled and cowled ...
The Avenging Spirit
... Here's my last kiss: You have slain my spirit's blood! ...
The Grey Wolf
... I have fed you once, given all you would, given all ...
Night In The Valley
... Like a drugged cup with hot sweet scents of sleepy herbs ...
Montserrat
... Light, wind, and air praise God, ...
Mater Liliarum
... And yours, and yours the lily's choice, ...
Song Of Loves Coming
... Ah me, the hearts beguiled ...
