Under Arcturus (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
I"I BELT the morn with ribboned mist; With baldricked blue I gird the noon,And dusk with purple, crimson-kissed, White-buckled with the hunter's-moon."These ...
I"I BELT the morn with ribboned mist; With baldricked blue I gird the noon,And dusk with purple, crimson-kissed, White-buckled with the hunter's-moon."These ...
The scattering sage stands thin and tenseAs though afraid of the barbed-wire fence;A windmill purrs in the lazy breezeAnd a ...
ONCE I had a little sweetheartIn the land of the Malay,-Such a little yellow sweetheart!Warm and peerless as the dayOf ...
The tired cars go grumbling by, The moaning, groaning cars, And the old milk carts go rumbling by Under the ...
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