Lull me to sleep, ye winds, whose fitful sound
Seems from some faint Aeolian harp-string caught;
Seal up the hundred wakeful eyes of thought
As Hermes with his lyre in sleep profound
The hundred wakeful eyes of Argus bound;
For I am weary, and am overwrought
With too much toil, with too much care distraught,
And with the iron crown of anguish crowned.
Lay thy soft hand upon my brow and cheek,
O peaceful Sleep! until from pain released
I breathe again uninterrupted breath!
Ah, with what subtle meaning did the Greek
Call thee the lesser mystery at the feast
Whereof the greater mystery is death!
Masque of Pandora and Other Poems 1875
- The Masque of Pandora - I. The Workshop of Hephaestus
- The Masque of Pandora - II. Olympus
- The Masque of Pandora - III. Tower of Prometheus on Mount Caucasus
- The Masque of Pandora - IV. The Air
- The Masque of Pandora - V. The House of Epimetheus
- The Masque of Pandora - VI. In the Garden
- The Masque of Pandora - VII. The House of Epimetheus
- The Masque of Pandora - VIII. In the Garden
- The Hanging of the Crane
- Morituri Salutamus
A Book of Sonnets
- Three Friends of Mine
- Chaucer
- Shakespeare
- Milton
- Keats
- The Galaxy
- The Sound of the Sea
- A Summer Day by the Sea
- The Tides
- A Shadow
- A Nameless Grave
- Sleep
- The Old Bridge at Florence
- Il Ponte Vecchio di Firenze
Birds of Passage. Flight the Fourth