One Day And Another: A Lyrical Eclogue – Inscription (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
TO G. F. M. THIS VOLUME IS INSCRIBED IN MEMORY OF MANY DAYS. _What though I dreamed of mountain heights, Of peaks, the barriers of ...
TO G. F. M. THIS VOLUME IS INSCRIBED IN MEMORY OF MANY DAYS. _What though I dreamed of mountain heights, Of peaks, the barriers of ...
Like memories born in a dream my Fancy around thee plays,Re-embodies the life, the beauty of olden daysThat were thine ...
Hark how the merry daffodils,Fling golden music to the hills!And how the hills send echoing down,Through wind-swept turf and moorland ...
Only the commonest flowers Grow in my garden small,Like buttercups, and bouncing-bets, And hollyhocks by the wall,And sunflowers nodding their stately heads, Like ...
Once in thy secret close, now almost bare,Peace yielded up her bountiful largess;The dawn dropp'd sunshine thro' thy leafy dress;The ...
I will ask primrose and violet to spend for youTheir smell and hue,And the bold, trembling anemone awhile to spareHer ...
Rosy red the hills appearWith the light of morning,Beauteous clouds, in aether clear,All the east adorning;White through the mist the ...
The tiny daisies areNot anythingLess dear than the great starRiding in the west afarTo their Mistress Spring.Jupiter, the PleiadesTo her ...
Golden-throated, hath God sent thee for our comfort in the city? Sweet, sweet! singing, singing all the day. I said ...
IN this rejoicing time, when sun and shower In shining alternation rule the sky, And the brown fields are shadow'd ...
Young and a conqueror, once on a day,Wild white Winter rode out this way;With his sword of ice and his ...
"Green gardens in Laventie! Soldiers only know the street Where the mud is churned and splashed about By battle-wending feet; ...
Spring is the time when the sunshine is stealing And breaking through clouds o'er a landscape of green, Awakening new ...
There I halted. Further down the hollowStood the township, where my errand lay.Firm my purpose, till a voice cried ...
Bring to her spring flowers, Cowslip and celandine, And bid her hear the blackbird's song. Let pass the sunny hours ...
In these cold evenings, when the rainstreams, and the leaves stand closer shuffling feetthe woods grow perilous. They are hungry, ...
On this high altar, fringed with ferns That darken against the sky,The dawn in lonely beauty burns And all our ...
What ! Spring's not born? And twenty sparrows Now are twittering In every bush of thorn? The snowdrop's here - ...
Erewhile, before the world was old, When violets grew and celandine, In Cupid's train we were enrolled: Erewhile! Your little ...
It is full summer now, the heart of June; Not yet the sunburnt reapers are astir Upon the upland meadow ...
THE groundflame of the crocus breaks the mould, Fair Spring slides hither o'er the Southern sea, Wavers on her thin ...
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