ROSES AND RUE
You gave me roses, you have given me Rue. Yet to the Roses memoried fragrance clings, And in their faded petals I renew The first fresh grace of unforgotten things.
God give you Roses all along the way. So will I wear contentedly the Rue; And when I greet you with a smile, I pray Shade of my sorrow never fall on you.
DOGMA
Reason's unreasoned castle of defence With turrets towering into far-off skies, Whose superstructure, solid and immense, Is built on shadows and on mysteries.
CREED
Not with light straws, swift swept upon the stream, Not with light foam, blown up along the shore, In calm unmeasured deeps my jewels gleam, Hid in my heart of hearts for evermore.