Jotunheim (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
IBeyond the Northern Lights, in regions hauntedOf twilight, where the world is glacier planted,And pale as Loki in his cavern ...
IBeyond the Northern Lights, in regions hauntedOf twilight, where the world is glacier planted,And pale as Loki in his cavern ...
Favour'd of heav'n, awhile my speech attend:On brighter visions now unclose thine eyes,Again shall Europe's realms before thee rise.Of this ...
I had a duck-billed platypus when I was up at Trinity,With whom I soon discovered a remarkable affinity.He used to ...
"The river of God is full of water."-Psalm.——————————————————————————————————————— —The rushes are black by the river bed, And the sheep and the ...
Rise up to be born with me, brother.Give me your hand from the deepZone seeded by your sorrow.You won't return ...
I. CONDORS FLYINGWE watched the Condors winging towards the Moon,A Moon that glimmered in the blue daylight;Around us were the ...
The twenty-fifth had come; Peru awoke;One cry for freedom from her green hills broke,From her wide plains and valleys; and ...
THIRD EPISTLE. LOUISATOEMMA,WRITTEN THE DAY AFTER SHE HAD RECEIVED FROM HEREUGENIO'S EXCULPATING LETTER. APRIL 21st, ...
IShe was spoken off Saint Vincent, outward bound . . .Some lumber-laden barque from Puget Sound,Heaving her sodden deck-load through ...
'Tis midnight's holy hour, and silence nowIs brooding like a gentle spirit o'erThe still and pulseless world. Hark! on the ...
IA SWORD, whose blade has ne'er been wetWith blood, except of freedom's foes;That hope which, though its sun be set,Still ...
Are not five sparrows sold for two farthings, and not one of them is forgotten before God. ~ Luke, xii, ...
Wherever British drumbeats sound,Unending 'round the world; Wherever in some land new-found,Our starry flag's unfurled; Where'er the sun is known ...
There's a dark an' dirty wineshop on a waterfront I know,An' a cross-eyed Dago keeps it — or he kep' ...
How the mountains talked together, Looking down upon the weather, When they heard our friend had planned his Little trip ...
Bring me wine, but wine which never grew In the belly of the grape, Or grew on vine whose tap-roots, ...
I like a church, I like a cowl, I love a prophet of the soul, And on my heart monastic ...
"Christ of the Andes," Christ of Everywhere, Great lover of the hills, the open air, And patient lover of impatient ...
She sped as Petals of a Rose Offended by the Wind -- A frail Aristocrat of Time Indemnity to find ...
LEANDER. No more of Memphis and her mighty kings, Or Alexandria, where the Ptolomies. Taught golden commerce to unfurl her ...
1 O TAKE my hand, Walt Whitman! Such gliding wonders! such sights and sounds! Such join'd unended links, each hook'd ...
© 2020 Inspirational Stories