Der Freischutz (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
He? why, a tall Franconian strong and young, Brown as a walnut the first frost hath hulled; A soul of full endeavor ...
He? why, a tall Franconian strong and young, Brown as a walnut the first frost hath hulled; A soul of full endeavor ...
HE , who with journey well begun,Beneath the beam of morning's sun,Stretching his view o'er hill and dale,And distant city, ...
[The scene is a bare room, with two shaded windows at the back, and a fireplace between them with a ...
NAUHAUGHT, the Indian deacon, who of oldDwelt, poor but blameless, where his narrowing CapeStretches its shrunk arm out to all ...
Its casements' diamond disks of glass Stare myriad on a terrace old, Where urns, unkempt with ragged grass, Foam o'er with frothy cold. The ...
Away to the west! Westward ho! Westward ho!Where over the prairies the summer winds blow!Why known to so few were ...
"O Dionysos! Dionysos! the ivy-crowned! O let me sing thy triumph ere I die!" Within my sleep a Maenad came to me: A ...
WHEN Advent dawns with lessening days,While earth awaits the angels' hymn;When bare as branching coral swaysIn whistling winds each leafless ...
On this wild waste, where never blossom came, Save the white wind-flower to the billow's cap,Or those pale disks of momentary ...
Though Summer walks the world to-day With corn-crowned hours for her guard,Her thoughts have clad themselves in gray, And wait in Autumn's ...
If I had only loved your fleshAnd careless damned your soul to Hell,I might have laughed and loved afresh,And loved ...
IRed SlippersRed slippers in a shop-window, and outside in the street, flaws of grey,windy sleet!Behind the polished glass, the slippers ...
At Bethlehem upon the hill, The day was done, the night was nigh,The dusk was deep and had its will,The ...
The Bell in the convent tower swung. High overhead the great sun hung, A navel for the curving sky. The ...
1 A yellow band of light upon the street Pours from an open door, and makes a wide Pathway of ...
Streaks of green and yellow iridescence, Silver shiftings, Rings veering out of rings, Silver -- gold -- Grey-green opaqueness sliding ...
When I am tired of earnest men, Intense and keen and sharp and clever, Pursuing fame with brush or pen ...
I love all sights of earth and skies, From flowers that glow to stars that shine; The comet and the ...
Branches of silver dollars disks of glass, a cup of gold the bouquet on the altar shimmering this morning the ...
WHEN the breeze of a joyful dawn blew free In the silken sail of infancy, The tide of time flow'd ...
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