Poems by Witter Bynner

Poems by Witter Bynner

Poplars, by Witter Bynner

Poplars against a mountain
Seem frequently to me
To be little-windowed cities
And sun-waves on...

A Prayer for Beauty, by Witter Bynner

Give her such beauty of body and mind
As the leaves of an aspen tree
When they vary from silver...

Rose-Time, by Witter Bynner

What though love requires no test,
In this rose-time after rain
Let me touch your hand again!-...

Three Poplars, by Witter Bynner

Three poplars paused beside a brook
Before the autumnal mountain,
Then bowed to me, and under...

The Touch of You, by Witter Bynner

At the touch of you,
As if you were an archer with your swift hand at the bow,
The arrows of ...

War, by Witter Bynner

Fools, fools, fools,
Your blood is hot today.
It cools
When you are clay,
It joins the ve...

When the First Bird Sang, by Witter Bynner

I loved you, loved you, with your unseen eyes
Sweet to my lips in nearnesses of night,
Sweet...

Youth, by Witter Bynner

I care not what you bring to me,
I care not what you take..
Be nothing else but only young
An...