
We outgrow love like other things

We never know how high we are

Wandering at Morn

Vita Nuova

Visor’d

Vision

Two Songs of a Fool

Two Rivers

Two Look at Two

Two Butterflies went out at Noon—

Two

Troth with the Dead

Traveling

To a Child Dancing in the Wind

To a Child

To Think of Time

To Rich Givers

To Old Age

To Mæcenas

To My Wife

To Milton

To Kathleen

To Helen

To Flowers

To F. J. S

To Eva

To Auntie

To Any Reader

Tie the strings to my life, my Lord

Three Violins