XV O little shepherd boy, what sobs are those
XVI The dull-eyed girl in bronze implores Apollo
XVII The winter night is hard as glass
XVIII Chords, tremendous chords
XIX I have known the lure of cities
XX We wove a fillet for thy head


BOOK III
EROS

I Now the sick earth revives, and in the sun
II The heavy bee burdened the golden clover
III Of days and nights under the living vine
IV You seek to hurt me, foolish child, and why?
V By these shall you remember
VI Two black deer uprise
VII When in the ultimate embrace
VIII Tonight it seems to be the same
IX If you should come tonight
X You are very far tonight
XI O lonely star moving in still abodes
XII A chalice singing deep with wine


BOOK IV
THE GARDEN OF EPICURUS

I As dreamers through their dreams surmise
II The thinkers light their lamps in rows