The Man In Gray (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
_Written for the Reunion of the Confederate Veterans at Louisville, Ky., May and June, 1900._ I. Again, in dreams, the veteran hears The bugle ...
_Written for the Reunion of the Confederate Veterans at Louisville, Ky., May and June, 1900._ I. Again, in dreams, the veteran hears The bugle ...
Far up the lonely mountain-sideMy wandering footsteps led;The moss lay thick beneath my feet,The pine sighed overhead.The trace of a ...
Let the Nile cloak his head in the clouds, and defy The researches of science and time;Let the Niger escape the ...
In presenting this delicate, dainty morsel to the imagination of the people, I believed that it could be realized. I ...
ISecluded, solitary on some underbough,Or cradled in a leaf, 'mid glimmering light,Like Puck thou crouchest: Haply watching howThe slow toadstool ...
Mine eyes are filled today with old amazeAt mountains, and at meadows deftly strewnWith bits of the gay jewelry of ...
Ah, Needwood! I, whose early voiceTaught thy shrill echoes to rejoice;I, who first pour'd the sylvan songThy glades, thy banks, ...
PERSONS REPRESENTED. Sir Pierce Thorne, a wealthy brewer. Mr. Murdock, a banker. Mostyn Wynne, the dispossessed heir of Wynhavod. Norman, ...
You have obey'd, you WINDS, that must fulfill The Great Disposer's righteous Will; Throughout the Land, unlimited you flew, Nor ...
Walking into the shadows, walking aloneWhere the sun falls through the ruined boughs of locustUp to the president's office. . ...
When such a day, blesst the Arcadian plaine,Warm without Sun, and shady without rain,Fann'd by an air, that scarsly bent ...
Ye sons of freedom, wake to glory!Hark! Hark! what myriads bid you rise!Your children, wives, and grandsires hoary,Behold their tears ...
I love you, sweet: how can you ever learnHow much I love you? "You I love even so,And so I ...
Those envied places which do know her well,And are so scornful of this lonely place,Even now for once are emptied ...
October, 1918 Across a world where all men grieve And grieving strive the more, The great days range like tides ...
As though it were reluctant to be day, .......Morning deploys a scale .......Of rarities in gray, And winter settles down ...
"OLD Norbert with the flat blue cap-- A German said to be-- Why let your pipe die on your lap, ...
You have obey'd, you WINDS, that must fulfill The Great Disposer's righteous Will; Throughout the Land, unlimited you flew, Nor ...
When such a day, blesst the Arcadian plaine, Warm without Sun, and shady without rain, Fann'd by an air, that ...
To his simplicity To die -- was little Fate -- If Duty live -- contented But her Confederate. (Emily Dickinson)
'Tis morning; and the sun, with ruddy orb Ascending, fires th' horizon: while the clouds, That crowd away before the ...
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