Accolon Of Gaul: Part II (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
Noon; and the wistful Autumn sat among The lurid woodlands; chiefs who now were wrung By crafty ministers, sun, wind and frost, To ...
Noon; and the wistful Autumn sat among The lurid woodlands; chiefs who now were wrung By crafty ministers, sun, wind and frost, To ...
Once on a time there walked a mariner, That had been shipwrecked;—on a lonely shore,And the green water made a restless ...
Therefore death to usIs nothing, nor concerns us in the least,Since nature of mind is mortal evermore.And just as in ...
Therefore death to usIs nothing, nor concerns us in the least,Since nature of mind is mortal evermore.And just as in ...
Without the slightest basis For hypochondriasis A widow had forebodings which a cloud around her flung, And with expression cynical For half the day a ...
The sunset on Judah's high places grew pale, And purple tints shadowed the gorge and the vale, While Venus in beauty, with ...
To Britannia.Nay, all this availeth thee nothing— Thy prestige, thy power, and estate,Thy glory, honour, and riches; An enemy sits in the ...
Wondrous God whom I would know;How long have I wondered what musicMight be fitting to denote Thy voice.Would it sound ...
At the coming up of Phoebus the all-luminous charioteer,Double-visaged stand the mountains in imperial multitudes,And with shadows dappled men sing ...
After wearisome toil and much sorrow,How quietly sleep they at last,Neither dreading and fearing the morrow,Nor vainly bemoaning the past!Shall ...
Sleep, little pigeon, and fold your wings,— Little blue pigeon with velvet eyes;Sleep to the singing of mother-bird swinging— Swinging ...
959A loss of something ever felt I -The first that I could recollectBereft I was - of what I knew ...
Sleep, little pigeon, and fold your wings,-- Little blue pigeon with velvet eyes; Sleep to the singing of mother-bird swinging-- ...
My heart the anvil where my thoughts do beat; My words the hammers fashioning my desire; My breast the forge ...
A loss of something ever felt I -- The first that I could recollect Bereft I was -- of what ...
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