| | THE SHINING HOURS |
| I. | [O the splendour of our joy] |
| II. | [Although we saw this bright garden] |
| III. | [This barbaric capital, whereon monsters writhe] |
| IV. | [The sky has unfolded into night] |
| V. | [Each hour I brood upon your goodness] |
| VI. | [Sometimes you wear the kindly grace] |
| VII. | [Oh! let the passing hand] |
| VIII. | [As in the simple ages] |
| IX. | [Young and kindly spring] |
| X. | [Come with slow steps] |
| XI. | [How readily delight is aroused in her] |
| XII. | [At the time when I had long suffered] |
| XIII. | [And what matters the wherefores] |
| XIV. | [In my dreams, I sometimes pair you] |
| XV. | [I dedicate to your tears] |
| XVI. | [I drown my entire soul in your two eyes] |
| XVII. | [To love with our eyes] |
| XVIII. | [In the garden of our love] |
| XIX. | [May your bright eyes, your eyes of summer] |
| XX. | [Tell me, my simple and tranquil sweetheart] |
| XXI. | [During those hours wherein we are lost] |
| XXII. | [Oh! this happiness, sometimes so rare] |
| XXIII. | [Let us, in our love and ardour] |
| XXIV. | [So soon as our lips touch] |
| XXV. | [To prevent the escape of any part of us] |
| XXVI. | [Although autumn this evening] |
| XXVII. | [The gift of the body when the soul is given] |
| XXVIII. | [Was there in us one fondness] |
| XXIX. | [The lovely garden blossoming with flames] |
| XXX. | [If it should ever happen that] |
| | THE HOURS OF AFTERNOON |
| I. | [Step by step, day by day] |
| II. | [Roses of June, you the fairest] |
| III. | [If other flowers adorn the house] |
| IV. | [The darkness is lustral] |
| V. | [I bring you this evening, as an offering] |
| VI. | [Let us both sit down on the old worm-eaten bench] |
| VII. | [Gently, more gently still] |
| VIII. | [In the house chosen by our love] |
| IX. | [The pleasant task with the window open] |
| X. | [In the depth of our love dwells all faith] |
| XI. | [Dawn, darkness, evening, space and the stars] |
| XII. | [This is the holy hour when the lamp is lit] |
| XIII. | [The dead kisses of departed years] |
| XIV. | [For fifteen years] |
| XV. | [I thought our joy benumbed for ever] |
| XVI. | [Everything that lives about us] |
| XVII. | [Because you came one day] |
| XVIII. | [On days of fresh and tranquil health] |
| XIX. | [Out of the groves of sleep I came] |
| XX. | [Alas! when the lead of illness] |
| XXI. | [Our bright garden is health itself] |
| XXII. | [It was June in the garden] |
| XXIII. | [The gift of yourself] |
| XXIV. | [Oh! the calm summer garden where nothing moves!] |
| XXV. | [As with others, an hour has its ill-humour] |
| XXVI. | [The golden barks of lovely summer] |
| XXVII. | [Ardour of senses, ardour of hearts] |
| XXVIII. | [The still beauty of summer evenings] |
| XXIX. | [You said to me, one evening] |
| XXX. | ["Hours of bright morning"] |
| | THE HOURS OF EVENING |
| I. | [Dainty flowers, like a froth of foam] |
| II. | [If it were true that a garden flower] |
| III. | [The wistaria is faded and the hawthorn dead] |
| IV. | [Draw up your chair near mine] |
| V. | [Be once more merciful and cheering to us, light] |
| VI. | [Alas! the days of the crimson phlox] |
| VII. | [The evening falls, the moon is golden] |
| VIII. | [When your hand] |
| IX. | [And now that the lofty leaves have fallen] |
| X. | [When the starry sky covers our dwelling] |
| XI. | [With the same love that you were for me] |
| XII. | [The flowers of bright welcome] |
| XIII. | [When the fine snow with its sparkling grains] |
| XIV. | [If fate has saved us from commonplace errors] |
| XV. | [No, my heart has never tired of you] |
| XVI. | [How happy we are still] |
| XVII. | [Shall we suffer, alas! the dead weight of the years] |
| XVIII. | [The small happenings, the thousand nothings] |
| XIX. | [Come even to our threshold] |
| XX. | [When our bright garden was gay] |
| XXI. | [With my old hands lifted to your forehead] |
| XXII. | [If our hearts have burned] |
| XXIII. | [In this rugged winter] |
| XXIV. | [Perhaps, when my last day comes] |
| XXV. | [Oh! how gentle are your hands] |
| XXVI. | [When you have closed my eyes to the light] |