Hawking (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
I. I see them still, when poring o'er Old volumes of romantic lore, Ride forth to hawk in days of yore, By woods and ...
I. I see them still, when poring o'er Old volumes of romantic lore, Ride forth to hawk in days of yore, By woods and ...
Come, let us leave the busy town And to the country hasten down,--- We'll go this very day! The hills and dales are ...
From "Beltenebros at Miraflores"O sunset, from the springs of starsDraw down thy cataracts of gold;And belt their streams with burning ...
A wandering world of rivers, A wavering world of trees, If the world grow dim and dizzy With all changes and degrees, It is ...
A pearl-foam at his feetThe waters leap and fall;The sentry treads his beatUpon the sun-girt wall.Bronzed of visage, he,Stern, resolute ...
On a picture by Sir Frederic LeightonFAR on the western borders of the world, Hard by the utmost pale of sunset ...
THE BODY Call in the dancers. THE SOUL All is vain. We live, and living is the pain We die ...
The sunset colours mingle in the sky, And over all the Umbrian valleys flow; Trevi is touched with wonder, and ...
INurture thyself, O Soul, from the clear springThat wells beneath the secret inner shrine;Commune with its deep murmur,--'tis divine;Be faithful ...
Since Adam's first sin in the garden of song, Where the hopes of the race were empearled, Whenever a ...
Now on the hill The fitful wind is so still That never a wimpling mist uplifts, Nor a trembling leaf ...
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