- EPILOGUE
- I fled Him, down the nights and down the days...
- Hearken my chant,‘ tis...
- The breaths of kissing night and day...
- It seemed corrival of the world's great prime...
- I will not perturbate...
- EPILOGUE — TO THE POET'S SITTER,
- Oh, but the heavenly grammar did I hold...
- Thou dost to rich attire a grace...
- Her soul from earth to Heaven lies...
- “MANUS ANIMAM PINXIT”
- ENVOY.
- ULTIMUM.
- UNTO THIS LAST.
- MY LADY THE TYRANNESS.
- BENEATH A PHOTOGRAPH.
- A HOLOCAUST.
- ULTIMA.
- HEARD ON THE MOUNTAIN.
- A SUNSET.
- THE HEART.
- HOUSE OF BONDAGE.
- HERMES.
- TO A CHILD.