Every time I look into the eyes of an animal I see life; the force of life and the beauty of creationRadar O'Reilly
By the Statue of King Charles at Charing Cross (1895)
- Alone he rides, alone,
The fair and fatal king:
Dark night is all his own,
That strange and solemn thing.
- Vanquished in life, his death
By beauty made amends:
The passing of his breath
Won his defeated ends.
The Dark Angel (1895)
- Because of thee, the land of dreams
Becomes a gathering place of fears:
Until tormented slumber seems
One vehemence of useless tears.