Welcome, right welcome home, to these blest Isles,
Where, unforgotten, loved Victoria sleeps,
But now with happy pride your Father smiles,
Your Mother weeps.

Come Si Quando

© Robert Seymour Bridges

How thickly the far fields of heaven are strewn with stars !

Tho* the open eye of day shendeth them with its glare

The Town Between

© Isabel Ecclestone Mackay

A WALL impregnable surrounds
The Town wherein I dwell;
No man may scale it and it has
Two gates that guard it well.

Jane

© Robert Graves

As Jane walked out below the hill,
She saw an old man standing still,
His eyes in tranced sorrow bound
On the broad stretch of barren ground.

He spake and paused; and thereupon spake I.
"I too, friend Lycid, as I ranged the fells,
Have learned much lore and pleasant from the Nymphs,
Whose fame mayhap hath reached the throne of Zeus.
But this wherewith I'll grace thee ranks the first:
Thou listen, since the Muses like thee well.

Andante Con Moto

© William Ernest Henley

Forth from the dust and din,

The crush, the heat, the many-spotted glare,

Thinking Of My Brothers On A Moonlit Night

© Du Fu

Drums on the watch-tower have emptied the roads -
At the frontier it's autumn; a wild-goose cries.
This is a night in which dew becomes frost;
The moon is bright like it used to be at home.

Fashion

See those resplendent creatures, as they glide

O'er scarlet carpet, between footmen tall,

Autumnal

Pale amber sunlight falls across
The reddening October trees,
That hardly sway before a breeze
As soft as summer: summer's loss
Seems little, dear! on days like these.