The Toll-Man’s Daughter (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
Once more the June with her great moon Poured harvest o'er the golden fields; Once more her days in hot, bright shields She ...
Once more the June with her great moon Poured harvest o'er the golden fields; Once more her days in hot, bright shields She ...
In far Japan this story oldIs carved in ivory, graved in brass,For jealous Fame, who loves the bold,Lets not the ...
A second crop of hay lies cutand turned. Five gleaming crowssearch and peck between the rows.They make a low, companionable ...
When I was a burst of thunder Born on the Nubian cliffs, And the sands flashed white in wonder, And ...
Dawn from the Foretop! Dawn from the Barrel! A scurry of feet with a roar overhead;The master-watch wildly pointing to ...
The river boat had loitered down its way; The ropes were coiled, and business for the day Was ...
You see this Tea, no milk or sugar in it,Like peat-born water's brown translucency,Where deep and still it lingers through ...
A BLISTERED span of blazing sand, A burning arch of sky . . . Despair and Death on either hand ...
She has sunken again into slavery's tomb, Like a thunderbolt quenching itself in the sea;And deeply and darkly engraved is ...
AUTUMN to winter, winter into spring, Spring into summer, summer into fall,-- So rolls the changing year, and so we ...
"SUMMER is fading; the broad leaves that grew So freshly green, when June was young, are falling; And, all ...
Down crumbling steps I galloped fast;Swart cliffs and gullies on each handEngulfed the night; dry, yellow sand,Far-strewn with wreckage, gaped ...
A single dreary elm, that stands betweenThe sombre forest and the wan-lit lake,Halves with its slim gray stem and pendent ...
Heavy and dark, with gusts of spiteful snow, The moody moments of today lagged by; And when the boding evening ...
Threading a darksome passage all alone, The taper's flame, by envious current blown, Crouched low, and eddied round, as in ...
Once red ripple came to land In the golden sunset burning-- Lapped against a maiden's hand, By the ford returning. ...
I've none to tell me to but Thee So when Thou failest, nobody. It was a little tie -- It ...
Lo! from quiet skies In through the window my Lord the Sun! And my eyes Were dazzled and drunk with ...
"Oh yes, I went over to Edmonstoun the other day and saw Johnny, mooning around as usual! He will never ...
At break of day the College Portress came: She brought us Academic silks, in hue The lilac, with a silken ...
No. It can't be. No! You too, beloved? Why? What for? Darling, look - I came, I brought flowers, but, ...
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