"White as a winding sheet, Masks blowing down the street: Moscow, Paris London, Vienna — all are undone. The drums of …"

"See, see where Christ's blood streames in the firmament: It flows from the Brow we nailed upon the tree Deep to the d…"

"Tall windows show Infinity; And, hard reality, The candles weep and pry and dance Like lives mocked at by Chance. The…"

"Within your magic web of hair, lies furled The fire and splendour of the ancient world; The dire gold of the comet's …"

"Still falls the Rain — Still falls the Blood from the Starved Man's wounded Side: He bears in His Heart all wounds, —…"

"Oh how the Vacancy Laughed at them rushing by. "Turn again, flesh and brain, Only yourselves again! How far above the…"

"Still falls the Rain At the feet of the Starved Man hung upon the Cross. Christ that each day, each night, nails ther…"

"The busy chatter of the heat Shrilled like a parakeet; And shuddering at the noonday light The dust lay dead and whit…"

"Still falls the Rain — Dark as the world of man, black as our loss — Blind as the nineteen hundred and forty nails Up…"

"The great gold planet that is the mourning heat of the Sun Is greater than all gold, more powerful Than the tawny bod…"