Intimations Of The Beautiful (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
IThe hills are full of propheciesAnd ancient voices of the dead;Of hidden shapes that no man sees,Pale, visionary presences,That speak ...
IThe hills are full of propheciesAnd ancient voices of the dead;Of hidden shapes that no man sees,Pale, visionary presences,That speak ...
NOR War nor Peace, forever, old and young,But Strength my theme, whose song is yet unsung,The People's Strength, the deep ...
A CITY of Palaces! Yes, that's true: a city of palaces built for trade;Look down this street-what a splendid view ...
THE EDEN OF THE SEA.Inscribed to the Rev. B. Bailey, Senior Chaplain of Ceylon.A dream! a dream! Our billowy home Before ...
Heaven's cup held down to me I drain,The sunshine mounts and spurs my brain;Bathing in grass, with thirsty eyeI suck ...
His name was Aladdin. The clothes he was clad in Proclaimed him an Arab at sight, And he had for a chum An uncommonly ...
I HEAR men laud the coming Exhibition, I read its promise in the printed page,And thence I learn that its pacific ...
Oh bud and leaf and blossom, How beautiful they are! Than last year's vernal season 'Tis lovelier by far; This earth was never so ...
Not Aladdin magianEver such a work began;Not the wizard of the DeeEver such a dream could see;Not St. John, in ...
Dream of splendour, bright and gay, Disenchanted all too soon,Dimly fading fast away Like a half-remember'd tune,—Lo! my spirit's heart is sad For ...
Jason White has come ter town Drivin' his tin peddler's cart,Pans a-bangin' up an' down Like they'd tear theirselves apart;Kittles rattlin' underneath, Coal-hods ...
O the days gone by! O the days gone by! The apples in the orchard, and the pathway through the rye; The ...
The orchard lands of Long Ago!O drowsy winds, awake, and blowThe snowy blossoms back to me,And all the buds that ...
The depth saith, it is not in me; and the sea saith, it is not with me. It cannot be ...
I see a little group about my chair, Lovers of stories all! First, Saxon Edith, of the corn-silk ...
Fashion on fashion on fashion, (With only the truth growing old!)And here's the new purple of passion, (And love waiting ...
IN boyhood's days we read with keen delightHow young Aladdin rubbed his lamp and raisedThe towering Djin whose form his ...
Tempora labuntur, tacitisque senescimus annis, Et fugiunt freno non remorante dies. Ovid, Fastorum, Lib. vi. "O C?sar, we who are ...
To the Memory of the Household It Describes This Poem is Dedicated by the Author "As the Spirit of Darkness ...
"Bring me soft song," said Aladdin. "This tailor-shop sings not at all. Chant me a word of the twilight, Of ...
I asked her, "Is Aladdin's lamp Hidden anywhere?" "Look into your heart," she said, "Aladdin's lamp is there." She took ...
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