In The Shadow Of The Beeches (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
In the shadow of the beeches,Where the fragile wildflowers bloom;Where the pensive silence pleachesGreen a roof of cool perfume,Have you ...
In the shadow of the beeches,Where the fragile wildflowers bloom;Where the pensive silence pleachesGreen a roof of cool perfume,Have you ...
The wind that breathes of columbinesAnd celandines that crowd the rocks;That shakes the balsam of the pinesWith laughter from his ...
The clouds that tower in storm, that beatArterial thunder in their veins;The wildflowers lifting, shyly sweet,Their perfect faces from the ...
ENOUGH, this glimpse of splendor wed to shame;Enough this gilded misery, this bright woe.Pause, genial wind! that even here dost ...
She is so dear the wildflowers near Each path she passes by, Are over fain to kiss again Her feet and then to ...
Here at the deserted spring,where wandered the untouchedshadow of a beautyin the crystal depths,For the water nymphs,on the willow branchI ...
I. OF all that men with zeal and ardour chace, Pour'd here and there on life's promiscuous ground,Some points are ...
Oh the dear summer evening! How the air is mellow with the delicate breath of flowers and wafts of hay ...
By Avignon's dismantled walls, Where cloudless mid—March sunshine falls, Rhone, through broad belts of green, Flecked with the light of ...
Darwin, that diffident wise patient manWho proved that men were monkeys as they are,When working out how apes and men ...
North of Solitary Mountain Templeand west of Chia Pavilionthe water's surface is flattenedby the wet feet of clouds.Early warblers dart ...
It winds along the face of a cliff This path which I long to explore, And over it dashes a ...
Purple Blue Asters bright yellow centers shining above the new-cut hay along our hurried way We drive right on by ...
Three flowers bloom each day Falsely fragile Queen Anne's Lace Clump of effervescent Daisies A singular Black-eyed Susan Wildflowers all ...
It snowed in spring on earth so dry and warm The flakes could find no landing place to form. Hordes ...
We were water babes, born in the arms of a sparkling brook that patiently took us into its heart. At ...
I am standing on a disused iron bridge that was erected in 1902, according to the iron plaque bolted into ...
Not the peace of a cease-fire not even the vision of the wolf and the lamb, but rather as in ...
By this part of the century few are left who believe in the animals for they are not there in ...
I. A NEGRO SERMON:-SIMON LEGREE (To be read in your own variety of negro dialect.) Legree's big house was white ...
Lord, help me to grow as the wildflowers grow be it a meadow or a crack in cement. Despite the ...
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