Back-View 101
_Croquis_ 102
Attadale, West Highlands 103
From a Window in Princes Street 104
In the Dials 105
The gods are dead 106
Let us be drunk 107
When you are old 108
Beside the idle summer sea 109
The ways of Death are soothing and serene 110
We shall surely die 111
What is to come 112
ECHOES
I. To my mother 115
II. Life is bitter 117
III. O, gather me the rose 118
IV. Out of the night that covers me 119
V. I am the Reaper 120
VI. Praise the generous gods 122
VII. Fill a glass with golden wine 123
VIII. We’ll go no more a-roving 124
IX. Madam Life’s a piece in bloom 126
X. The sea is full of wandering foam 127
XI. Thick is the darkness 128
XII. To me at my fifth-floor window 129
XIII. Bring her again, O western wind 130
XIV. The wan sun westers, faint and slow 131
XV. There is a wheel inside my head 133
XVI. While the west is paling 134
XVII. The sands are alive with sunshine 135
XVIII. The nightingale has a lyre of gold 136
XIX. Your heart has trembled to my tongue 137
XX. The surges gushed and sounded 138
XXI. We flash across the level 139
XXII. The West a glimmering lake of light 140
XXIII. The skies are strown with stars 142
XXIV. The full sea rolls and thunders 143
XXV. In the year that’s come and gone 144
XXVI. In the placid summer midnight 146
XXVII. She sauntered by the swinging seas 148
XXVIII. Blithe dreams arise to greet us 149
XXIX. A child 152
XXX. Kate-A-Whimsies, John-a-Dreams 154
XXXI. O, have you blessed, behind the stars 155
XXXII. O, Falmouth is a fine town 156
XXXIII.
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