Madison Julius Cawein Poems on God (108 Poems)

One Day And Another: A Lyrical Eclogue – Part III (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)

LATE SUMMER _Heat lightning flickers in one cloud, As in a flow’r a firefly; Some rain-drops, that the rose-bush bowed, Jar through the leaves and dimly lie; Among the trees, now low, now loud, The whispering breezes sigh. The place is lone; the night is hushed; Upon … Continue reading →

Accolon Of Gaul: Part III (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)

The eve now came; and shadows cowled the way Like somber palmers, who have kneeled to pray Beside a wayside shrine, and rosy rolled Up the capacious West a grainy gold, Luxuriant fluid, burned thro’ strong, keen skies, Which seemed as towering gates of Paradise Surged … Continue reading →

One Day And Another: A Lyrical Eclogue – Part I (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)

LATE SPRING _The mottled moth at eventide Beats glimmering wings against the pane; The slow, sweet lily opens wide, White in the dusk like some dim stain; The garden dreams on every side And breathes faint scents of rain. Among the flowering stocks they stand: A crimson … Continue reading →

Accolon Of Gaul: Part I (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)

“Thou askest with thy studious eyes again, Here where the restless forest hears the main Toss in a troubled sleep and moan. Ah, sweet, With joy and passion the kind hour’s replete; And what wild beauty here! where roughly run Huge forest shadows from the … Continue reading →

Der Freischutz (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)

He? why, a tall Franconian strong and young, Brown as a walnut the first frost hath hulled; A soul of full endeavor powerful Bound in lithe limbs, knit into grace and strength Of bronze-like muscles elegant, that poised A head like Hope’s; and then the … Continue reading →

The Moated Manse (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)

I. And now once more we stood within the walls Of her old manor near the riverside; Dead leaves lay rotting in its empty halls, And here and there the ivy could not hide The year-old scars, made by the Royalists’ balls, Around the doorway, … Continue reading →

The Brothers (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)

Not far from here, it lies beyond That low-hilled belt of woods. We’ll take This unused lane where brambles make A wall of twilight, and the blond Brier-roses pelt the path and flake The margin waters of a pond. This is its fence–or that which … Continue reading →

One Day And Another: A Lyrical Eclogue – Part IV (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)

LATE AUTUMN _They who die young are blest.– Should we not envy such? They are Earth’s happiest, God-loved and favored much!– They who die young are blest._ 1 _Sick and sad, propped among pillows, she sits at her window._ ’Though the dog-tooth violet come With … Continue reading →

One Day And Another: A Lyrical Eclogue – Part V (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)

WINTER _We, whom God sets a task, Striving, who ne’er attain, We are the curst!–who ask Death, and still ask in vain. We, whom God sets a task._ 1 _In the silence of his room. After many days._ All, all are shadows. All must … Continue reading →

Accolon Of Gaul: Part IV (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)

Hate, born of Wrath and mother red of Crime, In Hell was whelped ere the hot hands of time, Artificer of God, had coined one world From formless forms of void and ’round it furled Its lordly raiment of the day and night, And germed … Continue reading →