framed by afternoon sunlight,
ascends Mount Fuji.
She raises her frame,
and then lowers it again,
and slowly exhales.
In her kitchen, still,
holds a cup of kee-mun, sips,
bare but for her socks.
(from the Breakfast Table of Archibald Lampman)
A cat prowls at night guarding their curv'd protector let the jungle speak (from songs of Old Castile)
. Let the Naiads sing Who will wear the Starry Crown? Then eat cake. (from The Paean of Dignity, 3d edn)
Caribbean Dreams waylay us in deep winter but the snow prevails (from Crepuscular Idyll)