Dewy, fiery, dear, forlorn,
Delicate, grave, new out of the morn,
But saturate yet
With the night despair that every flower will wet.
[Credo, and Other Poems]
A BUSINESS TRANSACTION
The poet stepped into a grimy den,
Where the sign above the door
Said: Money to lend, in sums to suit,
On Real Estate, &c.