38 Quotes by Adelaide Crapsey

If illness' end be health regained then I Will pay you, Asculapeus, when I die.

Sea-foam And coral! Oh, I'll Climb the great pasture rocks And dream me mermaid in the sun's Gold flood.

Thou hast Drawn laughter from A well of secret tears And thence so elvish it rings, -mocking And sweet.

Seen on a night in November How frail Above the bulk Of crashing water hangs, Autumn, evanescent, wan, The moon.

Still as On windless nights The moon-cast shadows are, So still will be my heart when I Am dead.

As it Were tissue of silver I'll wear, O Fate, thy grey, And go mistily radiant, clad Like the moon.

Dost thou Not feel them slip, How cold! how cold! the moon's Thin wavering finger-tips, along Thy throat?

But me They cannot touch, Old age and death. The strange And ignominious end of old Dead folk!

Why do You thus devise Evil against her?' 'For that She is beautiful, delicate; Therefore.