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 ...
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 ...
The eve now came; and shadows cowled the way Like somber palmers, who have kneeled to pray Beside a wayside shrine, and ...
LATE SPRING _The mottled moth at eventide Beats glimmering wings against the pane; The slow, sweet lily opens wide, White in the dusk like ...
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 ...
I. And now once more we stood within the walls Of her old manor near the riverside; Dead leaves lay rotting in its ...
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 ...
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 ...
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 ...
IThe hills are full of propheciesAnd ancient voices of the dead;Of hidden shapes that no man sees,Pale, visionary presences,That speak ...
_In Commemoration of the Founding of the Massachusetts Bay Colony in the Year 1623._ I. They who maintained their rights, Through storm and stress, And ...
It all comes back as the end draws near; All comes back like a tale of old! Shall I tell you all? ...
Here on this jutting headland, where the trees Spread a dusk carpet for the sun to cast And count his golden guineas ...
IGREEN, watery jets of light let throughThe rippling foliage drenched with dew;And golden glimmers, warm and dim,That in the vistaed ...
I had not found the road too short,As once I had in days of youth,In that old forest of long ...
There was once a little boy -So my father told me - whoNever cared for any toy,But just sweet things, ...
Wild ridge on ridge the wooded hills arise,Between whose breezy vistas gulfs of skiesPilot great clouds like towering argosies,And hawk ...
TO J. FOX, JR. You remember how the mist, When we climbed to Devil's Den, Pearly in the mountain glen, And above us, amethyst, Throbbed ...
Ah, Geraldine, lost Geraldine, That night of love, when first we met, You have forgotten, Geraldine-- I never dreamed you would forget. Ah, Geraldine, ...
Do you know the way that goes Over fields of rue and rose,-- Warm of scent and hot of hue, Roofed with heaven's ...
I. SPRING ON THE HILLSAh, shall I follow, on the hills,The Spring, as wild wings follow?Where wild-plum trees make wan ...
Once more the June with her great moon Poured harvest o'er the golden fields; Once more her days in hot, bright shields She ...
I. Now Lucifer ignites her taper bright To greet the wild-flowered Dawn, Who leads the tasseled Summer draped with light Down heaven's gilded lawn. Hark ...
'Neath saffron stars and satin skies, dark-blue, Between dim sylvan isles, a happy two. We sailed, and from the siren-haunted shore, All mystic ...
I. Wafted o'er purple seas, From gold Hesperides, Mixed with the southern breeze, Hail to us spirits! Dripping with fragrant rains, Fire of our ardent veins, Life ...
ITEMPESTWrapped round of the night, as a monster is wrapped of the ocean,Down, down through vast storeys of darkness, behold, ...
The day is dead; and in the westThe slender crescent of the moon--Diana's crystal-kindled crest--Sinks hillward in a silvery swoon.What ...
"I rode to death, for I fought for shame--The Lady Maurine of noble name,"The fair and faithless!--Though life be longIs ...
Hear you r o music in the creaks Made by the sallow grasshopper, Who in the hot weeds sharply breaks The mellow dryness ...
INSPIRATION. All who have toiled for Art, who've won or lost, Sat equal priests at her high Pentecost; Only the chrism and sacrament ...
I Clad on with glowing beauty and the peace, Benign, of calm maturity, she stands Among her meadows and her orchard-lands, And on her ...
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