1 When high Zeus first peopled earth

    2 Methinks my love to thee doth grow

    3 Though must not leave me

    4 It was deep April and the morn

    5 Apollo and the Muses taught thee not

    6 There comes a change in her breath

    7 A girl

    8 Our myrtle is in flower

    9 Have you seen the olives at set of sun

    10 She lies asleep: I watching do not dare

    11 O sweet, all sweet, the body as the shyer

    12 Mine is the eddying foam and the broken current

    13 Sweet of my poet how sweet are the eyes, the eyelids

    14 Though I sing high and chaunt above her

    15 Shall there ever be a morn

    16 I love her with the seasons, with the winds