Excerpt from The Magic House, and Other Poems The purlieus of the iris fen; The king-bird rushes up and out, He screams and whirls and screams again. A thrush i

Excerpt from The Magic House The sunset in the rosy west Burned soft and high; A shore-lark fell like a stone to his nest In the waving rye. A wind came over th

Excerpt from The House of Dreams: And Other Poems If the breath of all breathing Be the life of all living And if Love thus bequea thing Can get aught for its g