- London grows sad at evening...
- TO MY MOTHER
- TO MY FATHER
- I dread the beauty of approaching spring...
- The caravans of spring are in the town...
- The cold light steals into my soul...
- I laid my heart on a stone...
- Long hath the pen lain idle in my hand...
- I know what happiness is —...
- The mountain is an Emperor...
- Starlit silences...
- VAHDAH
- 1918
- Loneliness I love...
- Old woman forever sitting...
- Moonlit lilacs under the window...
- How soundly sleepeth the fool...
- The leaves are singing, and the sea...
- SUNDAY
- In the night I hear my loneliness calling...
- Laughter and singing come with the morning...
- STREETS
- THOUGHTS OF LONDON
- BAHAMA ISLANDS