The Moated Manse (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
I. And now once more we stood within the walls Of her old manor near the riverside; Dead leaves lay rotting in its ...
I. And now once more we stood within the walls Of her old manor near the riverside; Dead leaves lay rotting in its ...
NEW YORK, DECEMBER 3, 1873HANG out our banners on the stately towerIt dawns at last--the long-expected hour!The steep is climbed, ...
YES, faint was my applause and cold my praise,Though soul was glowing in each polished line;But nobler subjects claim the ...
You are going to ask: and where are the lilacs?and the poppy-petalled metaphysics?and the rain repeatedly spatteringits words and drilling ...
The earth again puts on its evening dress;And wakening yon innumerable stars,A twilight, milder than the eye of dayAnd fairer ...
The earth again puts on its evening dress;And wakening yon innumerable stars,A twilight, milder than the eye of dayAnd fairer ...
You voluble,VelvetyVehement fellowsThat play on yourFlying andMusical cellos,All goldenlyGirdled youSenerade clover,Each artist inBass but aBibulous rover!You passionate,PowderyPastoral bandits,Who gave you ...
Bring the wine-cup, companions! and let it go round! At its bottom good humor and mirth will be found; Bring ...
I. This is the Mengene mountain When dawn creeps up at the lake Van This is the child of ...
Four horseman rode out from the heart of the range,Four horseman with aspects forbidding and strange.They were booted and spurred, ...
it's 1962 March 28th I'm sitting by the window on the Prague-Berlin train night is falling I never knew I ...
Nocturnal marauders in my yard Villains of the woods, with masks to boot Out in my land looking for food ...
THOU, Nature, partial Nature, I arraign; Of thy caprice maternal I complain. The peopled fold thy kindly care have found, ...
LATE crippl'd of an arm, and now a leg, About to beg a pass for leave to beg; Dull, listless, ...
Dagonet, the fool, whom Gawain in his mood Had made mock-knight of Arthur's Table Round, At Camelot, high above the ...
O purblind race of miserable men, How many among us at this very hour Do forge a life-long trouble for ...
Dagonet, the fool, whom Gawain in his mood Had made mock-knight of Arthur's Table Round, At Camelot, high above the ...
Children running into izba, Calling father, dripping sweat: "Daddy, daddy! come -- there is a Deadman caught inside our net." ...
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