One Day And Another: A Lyrical Eclogue – Part II (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
EARLY SUMMER _The cricket in the rose-bush hedge Sings by the vine-entangled gate; The slim moon slants a timid edge Of pearl through one ...
EARLY SUMMER _The cricket in the rose-bush hedge Sings by the vine-entangled gate; The slim moon slants a timid edge Of pearl through one ...
Bright Arts, abus'd, like Gems, receive their Flaws;Physick has Quacks, and Quirks obscure the Laws.Fables to shade Historic Truths combine,And ...
He whom thou ne'er leavest, Genius,Feels no dread within his heartAt the tempest or the rain.He whom thou ne'er leavest, ...
"Tandem venias precamur Nube candentes humeros amictus Augur Apollo." Lord of the golden lyre Fraught with the Dorian fire, Oh! fair-haired child of Leto, come ...
Light of triumph in her eyes,Eleanor her apron ties;As she pushes back her sleeves,High resolve her bosom heaves.Hasten, cook! impel ...
O SINGER of the field and fold, Theocritus! Pan's pipe was thine,- Thine was the happier Age of Gold. For thee the scent ...
This is my singing season, and the dearthOf music ended; I am pregnant thusWith sound and colour, and melodiousMine unborn ...
(SIERRAS, 1876)DRAMATIS PERSONAEFirst TouristSecond TouristYuba Bill, DriverA StrangerFIRST TOURISTLook how the upland plunges into cover, Green where the pines fade ...
"AY! Unto thee belong The pipe and song, Theocritus,- Loved by the satyr and the faun! To thee the olive ...
Our blood is swayed by sunken moonsAnd lulled by midnights long foredone;We waken to a foundered sunIn Atlantean afternoons:Our blood ...
I thought once how Theocritus had sungOf the sweet years, the dear and wished-for years,Who each one in a gracious ...
[Goethe says of this ode, that it is the only one remaining out of several strange hymns and dithyrambs composed ...
The young poet Evmenis complained one day to Theocritus: "I've been writing for two years now and I've composed only ...
HAIL, Poesie! thou Nymph reserv'd! In chase o' thee, what crowds hae swerv'd Frae common sense, or sunk enerv'd 'Mang ...
I thought once how Theocritus had sung Of the sweet years, the dear and wished-for years, Who each one in ...
I thought once how Theocritus had sung Of the sweet years, the dear and wished-for years, Who each one in ...
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