- Your Shadow
From Swindon out to White Horse Hill
I walked, in morning rain,
And saw your shadow lying there.
As clear and plain...
- You That Were
You that were
Half my life ere life was mine;
You that on my shape the sign
Set of yours;...
- Wonder
Following upon the faint wind's fickle courses
A feather drifts and strays.
My thought after her thought
Floated-how many ways and days!...
- Wisdom And A Mother
Why, mourner, do you mourn, nor see
The heavenly Earth's felicity?
I mourn for him, my Dearest, lost,...
- Wilder Music
Came the same cuckoo's cry
All day across the mead.
Flitted the butterfly
All day dittering over my head....