The Lost Dream (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
THE black night showed its hungry teeth,And gnawed with sleet at roof and pane;Beneath the door I heard it breathe ...
THE black night showed its hungry teeth,And gnawed with sleet at roof and pane;Beneath the door I heard it breathe ...
I had often, cowled in the slumbrous heavy air,Closed my inanimate lids to find it real,As I knew it would ...
King Arthur made new knights to fill the gapLeft by the Holy Quest; and as he satIn hall at old ...
"My dream had never died or lived again.As in some mystic middle state I lay;Seeing I saw not, hearing not ...
Sword of Common Sense! -Our surest gift: the sacred chainOf man to man: firm earth for trustIn structures vowed to ...
I Within a Temple of the Toes, Where twirled the passionate Wili, I saw full many a market rose, And ...
Hearken my chant, 'tisAs a Bacchante's,A grape-spurt, a vine-splash, a tossed tress, flown vaunt 'tis!Suffer my singing,Gipsy of Seasons, ere ...
Fit winding-sheet for thee Was the upheaving eternal sea,Fit dirge the tempest's slave-alarming roll ...
THE Hours passed by, a fleet, confused crowd; With wafture of blown garments bright as fire, Light, light of foot ...
Beyond the wall the passion flower is blooming, Strange hints of life along the winds are blown; ...
SERENE, indifferent of Fate,Thou sittest at the Western Gate;Upon thy height, so lately won,Still slant the banners of the sun;Thou ...
Through all the wind-blown aisles of May,Faint bells of perfume swing and fall.Within this apple-petalled wall(A gray east, flecked with ...
A high and naked square, a lonely palm; Columns thrown down, a high and lonely tower; The tawny river, ominously ...
I Hoops Blue and pink sashes, Criss-cross shoes, Minna and Stella run out into the garden To play at hoop. ...
When the dying flame of day Through the chancel shot its ray, Far the glimmering tapers shed Faint light on ...
There is a quiet spirit in these woods, That dwells where'er the gentle south-wind blows; Where, underneath the white-thorn, in ...
I like a church, I like a cowl, I love a prophet of the soul, And on my heart monastic ...
Upon the road of my life, Passed me many fair creatures, Clothed all in white, and radiant. To one, finally, ...
King Arthur made new knights to fill the gap Left by the Holy Quest; and as he sat In hall ...
My dream had never died or lived again. As in some mystic middle state I lay; Seeing I saw not, ...
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