The Isle Of Voices (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
The wind blew free that morn that we, High-hearted, sailed away; Bound for Favonian islands blest, Remote within the utmost West, Beyond the golden ...
The wind blew free that morn that we, High-hearted, sailed away; Bound for Favonian islands blest, Remote within the utmost West, Beyond the golden ...
WELCOME, rippling sunshine!Welcome, joyous air!Like a demon shadowFlies the gaunt despair!Heaven, through heights of happy calm,Its heart of hearts uncloses,To ...
The palace with revolving doors was mineAnd three of us went up its stepsTo the tall room whose walls were ...
And God held in his handA small globe. Look he said.The son looked. Far off,As through water, he sawA scorched ...
My hands have not touched water since your hands, -No; - nor my lips freed laughter since 'farewell'.And with the ...
The sun hath set; the outworn armies sleep: But, in Arbaces' tent, by summons called For counsel secret on things ...
Pale Death, of thy sole self how art thou fair! ...
When three, he fished these lakes, Curled sleeping on a lip of rock, Crib blankets tucked from ants and fishbone ...
My hands have not touched pleasure since your hands, -- No, -- nor my lips freed laughter since 'farewell', And ...
The Powers whose name and shape no living creature knows Have pulled the Immortal Rose; And though the Seven Lights ...
My love came up from Barnegat, The sea was in his eyes; He trod as softly as a cat And ...
My soul looked down from a vague height with Death, As unremembering how I rose or why, And saw a ...
I winged my bird, Though he flew toward the setting sun; But just as the shot rang out, he soared ...
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