And for a breath of ecstasy
Give all you have been, or could be.




Twilight



Dreamily over the roofs
The cold spring rain is falling;
Out in the lonely tree
A bird is calling, calling.

Slowly over the earth
The wings of night are falling;
My heart like the bird in the tree
Is calling, calling, calling.




Night Song at Amalfi



I asked the heaven of stars
What I should give my love --
It answered me with silence,