The Old Byway (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
Its rotting fence one scarcely seesThrough sumac and wild blackberries,Thick elder and the bramble-rose,Big ox-eyed daisies where the beesHang droning ...
Its rotting fence one scarcely seesThrough sumac and wild blackberries,Thick elder and the bramble-rose,Big ox-eyed daisies where the beesHang droning ...
In Bourgueil Gardens more than one of yoreEngraved loved names on bark with heavy stroke,And many a heart 'neath Louvre's ...
WHENE'ER I think of old loves wall and dead,Of passion's wine outpoured in senseless dust,Of doomed affection's and long-buried trust,Through ...
With the new hay, a dripping, scented load,Comes the slow ox-team with a noiseless treadThrough the thick rain with bent, ...
LAND of departed fame! whose classic plains Have proudly echo'd to immortal strains; Whose hallow'd soil hath given the great ...
THREE months had passed since she had knelt before The grate of the confessional, and he, --The priest--had ...
Dozens of damp little curls; One little short upper lip; Two rows of teeth like diminutive pearls; Eyes clear and ...
ON HIS REVISITING WARRINGTON IN 1789Friend of those years which from Youth's sparkling fountWith silent lapse down Time's swift gulf ...
Adown the grass-grown paths we strayed, The evening cowslips ope'dTheir yellow eyes ...
Where are the friends that I knew in my Maying, In the days of my youth, in the first of ...
There came a crowder to the Mermaid Inn, One dark May night,Fiddling a tune that quelled our motley din, With ...
Morn, and a world of wonder! Oh, the timeOf winds like trumpet calls, and seas that gleam,And sounding sunlit roads ...
We have been friends together, In sunshine and in shade; Since first beneath the chestnut-trees In infancy we ...
To G. W. C.LONG, long ago, in the sweet Roman springThrough the bright morning air we slowly strolled,And in the ...
Old trees, old trees! in your mystic gloom There's many a warrior laid,And many a nameless and lonely tomb Is ...
How still it is! Sunshine itself here falls In quiet shafts of light through the high trees Which, arching, make ...
We're marching along, we're gath'ring strong' We place on our right reliance, We fling in the air, for all who ...
Sweet Auburn! loveliest village of the plain, Where health and plenty cheered the labouring swain, Where smiling spring its earliest ...
When Stiivoren town was in its prime And queened the Zuyder Zee, Its ships went out to every clime With ...
On Western plains, where shade is not, 'Neath summer skies of cloudless blue, Where all is dry and all is ...
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