One Day And Another: A Lyrical Eclogue – Part IV (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
LATE AUTUMN _They who die young are blest.-- Should we not envy such? They are Earth's happiest, God-loved and favored much!-- They who die young ...
LATE AUTUMN _They who die young are blest.-- Should we not envy such? They are Earth's happiest, God-loved and favored much!-- They who die young ...
Now Summer with her wanton court is goneTo revel on the south side of the world,And flaunt and frolic out ...
Once Satan and a monk went on a "drunk,"And Satan struck a bargain with the monk,Whereby the Devil's crew was ...
A "PETITE COMEDIE" IN RHYME.LOVER.COQUETTE! coquette! now, is it fairTo weave for me your magic hair,Binding me thus, all unaware?Till, ...
ITHE LAST CUP OF CANARYSo, the powder's low, and the larder's clean, And surrender drapes, with its black impending,All the stage ...
after Rene CharLet's agree that the night is a blank canvas, a stationbreak, a bridge of a song.Let's agree further ...
Beside my window day and night, Its tendrils reaching left and right, A morning glory grew; With blossoms covered, pink and white And deep, ...
Let us mix a cup of Joy That the wretched may employ, Whom the Fates have made their toy. Who have given brain ...
The starling in the ivy now, For to amuse his dear,Mimics the dog, the cat, the cow, Blackbird and Chanticleer.The starling's an ...
I See the snow-drops flutterTheir white wings in the gale.I hear the robin utterOn high his gallant tale.Look where the ...
A horse's great red-letter days Are days of hunting, when his ways Are often very wilful. Here See this John Gilpin in great ...
THE SPAGNOLETTO.DRAMATIS PERSONAE.DON JOHN of AUSTRIA.JOSEF RIBERA, the Spagnoletto.LORENZO, noble young Italian artist, pupil of Ribera.DON TOMMASO MANZANO.LUCA, servant to ...
The Lady Lorraine was sweet and fair; The Lady Lorraine was young; She had wonderful eyes and glorious hair, And ...
The skies are blue and the sun is out and the grass is green and soft And the ...
When Rody came to Ironbark, there spread a hectic glowaround the little township - a dozen years ago,and the townsfolk ...
CEASE to call him sad and sober, Merriest of months, October! Patron of the bursting bins, Reveler in wayside inns, ...
From the dark gorge, where burns the morning star, I hear the glacier river rattling onAnd sweeping o'er his ice-ploughed ...
Your head, your gesture, your air,are lovely, like a lovely landscape:laughter's alive, in your face,a fresh breeze in a clear ...
Last night I rode with Touchstone on a busFrom Ludgate Hill to World's End. It was he!Despite the broadcloth and ...
All day she quiet lay, lost in a trance,The closing shadows all of her embracing…The madcap rain of summer frisked ...
The lone man gazed and gazed upon his gold, His sweat, his blood, the wage of weary days; But now ...
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