One Day And Another: A Lyrical Eclogue – Part III (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
LATE SUMMER _Heat lightning flickers in one cloud, As in a flow'r a firefly; Some rain-drops, that the rose-bush bowed, Jar through the leaves ...
LATE SUMMER _Heat lightning flickers in one cloud, As in a flow'r a firefly; Some rain-drops, that the rose-bush bowed, Jar through the leaves ...
IFORLORN and white,Whorls of purity about a golden chalice,Immense the peoniesFlare and shatter their petals over my face.They slowly turn ...
ITHE DARKNESS rolls upward. The thick darkness carries with it Rain and a ravel of cloud. The sun comes forth upon earth. Palely the ...
UNALTERED aisles that wait and wait forever, O woods that gleam and stir in liquid gold,What of your little lover who ...
By an alley lined with tumble-down shacks, And street-lamps askew, half-sputtering, Feebly glimmering on gutters choked with filth, and dogs Scratching their mangy ...
_On the Death of Master Frederic Thomson_.1810. --------In the first dawn of youth I much admireThe lively boy of ruddy countenance,Strong-built, ...
By an alley lined with tumble-down shacks,And street-lamps askew, half-sputtering,Feebly glimmering on gutters choked with filth, and dogsScratching their mangy ...
I walked down Fifth Avenue the other day(In the languid summertime everybody strolls down Fifth Avenue);And I passed women, dainty in ...
Higher and still more high, Palaces made for cloud, Above the dingy city-roofs Blue-white like angels with broad wings, Pillars of the sky at ...
Part 02: His Futile Preoccupations - 01I am a house, says Senlin, locked and darkened, Sealed from the sun with ...
Before me,On either side of me,I see sand.If I turn the corner of my house,I see sand,Long, brownLines and levels ...
How good to come again by gay red coachThrough mile on mile of country white with snow,Past grey-green hangars where ...
He who has lived on mountainsAnd echoed the wind through rain,And heard the crash of tall thunder,Hears nothing on a ...
I Frindsbury, Kent, 1786 Bang! Bang! Tap! Tap-a-tap! Rap! All through the lead and silver Winter days, All through the ...
The 'eathen in 'is blindness bows down to wood an' stone; 'E don't obey no orders unless they is 'is ...
1 WEAPON, shapely, naked, wan! Head from the mother's bowels drawn! Wooded flesh and metal bone! limb only one, and ...
I spent my money trying to elect you Mayor A. D. Blood. I lavished my admiration upon you, You were ...
The mountains in fantastic lines Sweep, blue-white, to the sky, which shines Blue as blue gems; athwart the pines The ...
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