Like the fall of a star

9.

Like the fall of a star ,
Like the change of a vane ,
Like an echo in air ,
Like a shadow in rain ,
Like a glint in the snow ,
Like a breath on the glass ,
Love is easy to know —
Love is known by its loss .

The funeral collection is my only source for this. Extreme brevity was in her range and she could make it moving, even in the manner of a folk piece.

Life is brief and death is long

Life is brief and death is long ,
Ptolemy , Ptolemy :
Let us die like swans in song ;
Sing the pathetic fallacy !
We are right and you were wrong ,
Ptolemy .

For the earth goes round the sun ,
Ptolemy , Ptolemy :
Other credence is there nne ;
Sing the athetic fallacy !
You have lost and we have won ,
Ptolemy .

Did the sun partake your woe ,
Ptolemy , Ptolemy ?
Did he joy with those below ?
Sing the pathetic fallacy !
We stand doubting but you know ,
Ptolemy .

Did you join the sky in mirth ,
Ptolemy , Ptolemy ,
When the sun went round the earth ?
Sing the pathetic fallacy
Did the stars dance at your birth ,
Ptolemy ?

Now your shining star is dim ,
Ptolemy , Ptolemy :
Mars is rising red and grim ;
Sing the pathetic fallacy !
hat would you have said of him ,
Ptolemy ?

Make an end of vain belief ,
Ptolemy , Ptolemy :
Years of progress brng relief ;
Sing the pathetic fallacy !
Death is long and life is brief ,
Ptolemy .

Undated.

Lie still, lie still where green light filters down

Lie still, lie still where green light filters down
Through grass and crumbling clay :
Lenten is come with love to town ,
Now springs the spray .
Last year when cherry trees were gay
You danced your fill :
They dance above your grave today :
Lie still.

Sleep long , sleep long , where soft rain filters down
Through sodden grass and clay :
Lenten is come with love to town ,
Now springs the spray .
Last year when waking birds were gay
You loved their song :
They sing above your grave today :
Sleep long.

Dream deep , dream deep , where south winds whisper down
Through grass and crumbling clay :
Lenten is come with love to town ,
Now springs the spray .
Last year when love was new and gay
I watched your sleep :
I watch beside your grave today :
Dream deep.

Undated; but the paper as well as the writing matches the sestina to Sidney.