Madison Julius Cawein Poems on Nature (133 Poems)

My Lady Of Verne (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)

It all comes back as the end draws near; All comes back like a tale of old! Shall I tell you all? Will you lend an ear? You, with your face so stern and cold; You, who have found me dying here … Lady … Continue reading →

The Ohio Falls (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)

Here on this jutting headland, where the trees Spread a dusk carpet for the sun to cast And count his golden guineas on, we’ll stay; For hence is the best prospect of the Falls, Whose roar no more astounds the startled ear, As when we … Continue reading →

Forest And Field (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)

IGREEN, watery jets of light let throughThe rippling foliage drenched with dew;And golden glimmers, warm and dim,That in the vistaed distance swim;Where, ’round the wood-spring’s oozy urn,The limp, loose fronds of forest fernTrail like the tresses, green and wet,A wood-nymph … Continue reading →

The Black Knight (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)

I had not found the road too short,As once I had in days of youth,In that old forest of long ruth,Where my young knighthood broke its heart,Ere love and it had come to part,And lies made mockery of truth.I had … Continue reading →

The Land Of Candy (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)

There was once a little boy -So my father told me – whoNever cared for any toy,But just sweet things, as boys do,Cakes and comfits, cream and ice,All the things that boys think nice,That they like, but ought not to;Doctors … Continue reading →

The Old Water Mill (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)

Wild ridge on ridge the wooded hills arise,Between whose breezy vistas gulfs of skiesPilot great clouds like towering argosies,And hawk and buzzard breast the azure breeze.With many a foaming fall and glimmering reachOf placid murmur, under elm and beech,The creek … Continue reading →

On The Jellico Spur Of The Cumberlands (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)

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 or circled? then away, Through the wildwoods opposite, Torn and scattered, morning-lit, Vanished into dewy gray?– Vague as in romance we saw, From the … Continue reading →

Geraldine (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)

Ah, Geraldine, lost Geraldine, That night of love, when first we met, You have forgotten, Geraldine– I never dreamed you would forget. Ah, Geraldine, sweet Geraldine, More lovely than that Asian queen, Scheherazade, the beautiful, Who in her orient palace cool Of India, for a thousand nights And … Continue reading →

The Land Of Hearts Made Whole (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)

Do you know the way that goes Over fields of rue and rose,– Warm of scent and hot of hue, Roofed with heaven’s bluest blue,– To the Vale of Dreams Come True? Do you know the path that twines, Banked with elder-bosks and vines, Under boughs … Continue reading →

Deep In The Forest (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)

I. SPRING ON THE HILLS Ah, shall I follow, on the hills,The Spring, as wild wings follow?Where wild-plum trees make wan the hills,Crabapple trees the hollow,Haunts of the bee and swallow? In redbud brakes and floweryAcclivities of berry;In dogwood dingles, … Continue reading →