An Old Tale Re-Told (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
From the terrace here, where the hills indent, You can see the uttermost battlement Of the castle there; the Cliffords' home; Where the ...
From the terrace here, where the hills indent, You can see the uttermost battlement Of the castle there; the Cliffords' home; Where the ...
Where yonder moss-grown ruin lonely stands,Which from the James, the Pilgrim may survey,Stretch alway forth its old, forsaken handsAs if ...
THE Banker's dinner is the stateliest feastThe town has heard of for a year, at least;The sparry lustres shed their ...
JUNE 8, 1881THREE paths there be where Learning's favored sons,Trained in the schools which hold her favored ones,Follow their several ...
Let holiness upon thy front appear,That all the people plainly may observe,By the behaviour thou art wont to bear,That thou ...
OUR many years are made of clay and cloud, And quick desire is but as morning dew;And love and life, that ...
OUR fellow-countrymen in chains!Slaves, in a land of light and law!Slaves, crouching on the very plainsWhere rolled the storm of ...
Dawn:Sky, the soft blue of grasshopper's belly.Guava and custard apple trees all around, green as parrot feathers.A single star lingers ...
Not fond displays of cost, nor pampered train Of idle menials, me so much delight, Nor mirrored halls, nor roofs with gilding ...
Scene: --A MADHOUSE.Persons: --VISITOR, PHYSICIAN, AND PATIENT."Veris miscens falsa." SENECA. ------------------- ...
Dearly beloved Countrymen and Friends, Accept the verse an half--starv'd Poet sends: Who scant of paper in these needy times, ...
In a cottage on a moor Famine's feeble children cried;The frost knocked sharply at the door, And hunger ...
LEAWOOD HALL,A Chistmas Tale. IN a cottage on a moor Famine's feeble children cried;The frost knocked sharply at the ...
WE had a sprightly nymph--in every townAre some such sprights, who wander up and down;She had her useful arts, and ...
In the Beginning, God, the great Schoolmaster, wrote upon the white leaves of our souls the text of life, in ...
Golden lights and lengthening shadows,Flings the splendid sun declining,O'er the monastery gardenRich in flower, fruit and foliage.Through the avenue of ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
1 O TAKE my hand, Walt Whitman! Such gliding wonders! such sights and sounds! Such join'd unended links, each hook'd ...
WE two boys together clinging, One the other never leaving, Up and down the roads going-North and South excursions making, ...
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