A BIRTHDAY My heart is like a singing bird Whose nest is in a watered shoot; My heart is like an apple-tree Whose boughs are bent with thickset fruit; My heart is like a rainbow shell That paddles in a halcyon sea; My h...

The Half MoonThe half moon shows a face of plaintive sweetness Ready and poised to wax or wane;A fire of pale desire in incompleteness, Tending to pleasure or to pain:—Lo, while we gaze she rolleth on in fleetness To perfect lo...