My love she wears a cotton plaid,
A bonnet of the straw;
Her cheeks are leaves of roses spread,
Her lips are like the haw.
In truth she is as sweet a maid
As true love ever saw.

Adam's Curse

© William Butler Yeats

WE sat together at one summer's end,

That beautiful mild woman, your close friend,

I.
Oh Venice! Venice! when thy marble walls
Are level with the waters, there shall be
A cry of nations o'er thy sunken halls,
A loud lament along the sweeping sea!
If I, a northern wanderer, weep for thee,

The Courtship of the Future.

© James Brunton Stephens

(A PREVISION.)

(A.D. 2876.)

The Diver

© George MacDonald

"Which of you, knight or squire, will dare
Plunge into yonder gulf?
A golden beaker I fling in it-there!
The black mouth swallows it like a wolf!
Who brings me the cup again, whoever,
It is his own-he may keep it for ever!"

Deaths Chill Between

© Christina Georgina Rossetti

Chide not; let me breathe a little,
For I shall not mourn him long;
Though the life-cord was so brittle,
The love-cord was very strong.
I would wake a little space
Till I find a sleeping-place.

The Dog Lies In His Kennel

© Christina Georgina Rossetti

The dog lies in his kennel,

And Puss purrs on the rug,

The Little Girl's Song

© Sydney Thompson Dobell

Do not mind my crying, Papa, I am not crying for pain.
Do not mind my shaking, Papa, I am not shaking with fear;
Tho' the wild wild wind is bideous to hear,
And I see the snow and the rain.
When will you come back again,
Papa, Papa?