The Locust (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
Thou pulse of hotness, who, with reedlike breast,Makest meridian music, long and loud,Accentuating summer!—Dost thy bestTo make the sunbeams fiercer, ...
Thou pulse of hotness, who, with reedlike breast,Makest meridian music, long and loud,Accentuating summer!—Dost thy bestTo make the sunbeams fiercer, ...
The waterfall, deep in the wood,Talked drowsily with solitude,A soft, insistent sound of foam,That filled with sleep the forest's dome,Where, ...
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