The Bond (Arthur Symons Poems)
Beloved, and Stranger to me than my foe, And nearer to me than my breath, and my peace and my ...
Arthur Symons Poems on Love (50 Poems)
In The Wood Of Finvara (Arthur Symons Poems)
I have grown tired of sorrow and human tears;Life is a dream in the night, a fear among fears,A naked ...
The Blind Heart (Arthur Symons Poems)
Be still, O hunger of heart, and let pity speak: Her soul is a wandering bird, and its wings are ...
Degrees Of Love (Arthur Symons Poems)
When your eyes opened to mine eyes, Without desire, without surprise, I knew your soul awoke to sec All, dreams ...
To A Portrait (Arthur Symons Poems)
A pensive photograph Watches me from the shelf--Ghost of old love, and half Ghost of myself!How the dear waiting eyes ...
Perfect Grief (Arthur Symons Poems)
The wandering, wise, outcast sons Of Pharaoh, the dark roofless ones, Taught me this wisdom: if Death come, And take ...
Time And Memory (Arthur Symons Poems)
Shall I be wroth with Time, that has no stay, And even dreams brings to a mortal end, Because my ...
The Rope-Maker (Arthur Symons Poems)
I weave the strands of the grey rope, I weave with sorrow, I weave with hope, I weave in youth, ...
Grey Hours: Naples (Arthur Symons Poems)
There are some hours when I seem so indifferent; all things fadeTo an indifferent greyness, like that grey of the ...
Song: After Herrick (Arthur Symons Poems)
Dear love, let's not put away Love against a rainy day; You are careful, and would hoard Some of that ...
Sleep (Arthur Symons Poems)
What is good for fever, except sleep? What is good for love, but to forget? Bury love deep, Deeper than ...
A Tune (Arthur Symons Poems)
A foolish rhythm turns in my idle head As a windmill turns in the wind on an empty sky. Why ...
Perfume (Arthur Symons Poems)
Shake out your hair about me, so,That I may feel the stir and scentOf those vague odours come and goThe ...
Love’s Cruelty (Arthur Symons Poems)
Beauty of woman, savour of her kiss, The mystery of love that turns to be The bite of an eternal ...
Song Of Love’s Coming (Arthur Symons Poems)
Love comes unawares (In my arms sighing). Ah me, the many cares Between his birth and dying! Love comes like ...
The Dream (Arthur Symons Poems)
O, if the world I make With these eyes be a dream And Love, that is life, but seem To ...
In Fountain Court (Arthur Symons Poems)
The fountain murmuring of sleep, A drowsy tune; The flickering green of leaves that keep The light of June; Peace, ...
Love and Sleep (Arthur Symons Poems)
I have laid sorrow to sleep; Love sleeps. She who oft made me weep Now weeps. I loved, and have ...
The Loom of Dreams (Arthur Symons Poems)
I broider the world upon a loom, I broider with dreams my tapestry; Here in a little lonely room I ...
The Old Women (Arthur Symons Poems)
They pass upon their old, tremulous feet, Creeping with little satchels down the street, And they remember, many years ago, ...