Accolon Of Gaul: Part III (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
The eve now came; and shadows cowled the way Like somber palmers, who have kneeled to pray Beside a wayside shrine, and ...
The eve now came; and shadows cowled the way Like somber palmers, who have kneeled to pray Beside a wayside shrine, and ...
DECEMBER 15, 1874I SUPPOSE it's myself that you're making allusion toAnd bringing the sense of dismay and confusion to.Of course ...
The beating of the guns grows louder.'Not long, boys, now.'My heart burns whiter, fearfuller, prouder;Hurricanes growAs guns redouble their fire.Through ...
"Who stuffed that white owl?" No one spoke in the shop,The barber was busy, and he couldn't stop;The customers, waiting ...
Money burns the pocket, pocket hurts,Bootleggers in silken shirts,Ballooned, zooming Cadillacs,Whizzing, whizzing down the street-car tracks.Seventh Street is a bastrad ...
HASTEN thee, Kronos!On with clattering trotDownhill goeth thy path;Loathsome dizziness ever,When thou delayest, assails me.Quick, rattle along,Over stock and stone ...
Things tell less and less:The news impersonalAnd from afar; no bookWorth wrenching off the shelf.Liquor brings dizzinessAnd food discomfort; allMusic ...
You, who cure sleepwalkers,Come, come to me -I am lost in pleasant dizziness.Come, not to heal or calm,Not to place ...
A thin cypress scrapes the sky,And the hot day's perfumePours itself on the landscape's wounds.Delicate needles pierce the heart;Fainting she ...
The pris'ner was at large indicted, For that by thirst of gain excited, One day in July last, ...
Voici venir les temps o? vibrant sur sa tigeChaque fleur s'?vapore ainsi qu'un encensoir;Les sons et les parfums tournent dans ...
Bit of a priest and a bit of sailor,Bit of a doctor and bit of a tailor,Bit of a lawyer, ...
There are who lord it o'er their fellow-men With most prevailing tinsel: who unpen Their baaing vanities, to browse away ...
(* In the original, Schwager, which has the twofold meaning of brother-in-law and postilion.) HASTEN thee, ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
I am reminiscing you; and the little boy who often stole some change from the left pocket of your pants ...
I've often wondered why Old chaps who choose to die In evil passes, Before themselves they slay, Invariably they Take ...
Two lovers to a midnight meadow came High in the hills, to lie there hand and hand Like effigies and ...
Page 5 A few hours more, station, deserted, a dirt road for inside the town, mud, mud, blankets outside, mouldering ...
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