The Speckled Trout (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
With rod and line I took my way That led me through the gossip trees, Where all the forest was asway With hurry ...
With rod and line I took my way That led me through the gossip trees, Where all the forest was asway With hurry ...
Who stole sleep from baby's eyes? I must know. Clasping her pitcher to her waist mother went to fetch waterfrom the ...
Announced by all the trumpets of the sky,Arrives the snow, and, driving o'er the fields,Seems nowhere to alight: the whited ...
I.There in the calamus he standsWith frog-webbed feet and bat-winged hands;His glow-worm garb glints goblin-wise; And elfishly, and elfishly,Above the gleam ...
A FableA Drum it is no Man, and a Man he is no Drum,The Drum is very clever, and the ...
I have come home again!Dawn is a dream to meLying here, soon to beClinging, awaking;See where 'tis breakingMockingly, mistily!I have ...
MASTER of many sorrows, pardon me :And thou, dear mistress of delightful hoursOf wine-kissed lips and couches of crushed flowersWhere ...
EARLY one day, the Muse, when eagerly bent on adornment,Follow'd a swift-running streamlet, the quietest nook by it seeking.Quickly and ...
Rent and bleeding,Upon her kneesShe cried, "Mercy!"The voice of Justice,Mockingly, inquired,"What of mercy have you shown?"Four hundred thousand,Armless colonists,Raised nubs-grim ...
But, when they were alone,--and now no more By that subduing presence overawed,-- With free tongue giving loose to wrath ...
While morning yet was young, within his hall Of justice Pharaoh sat: his princes, priests, Judges, and ministers, in costly ...
Where shall I lead the flocks to-day?Is there no Horeb for me beyond this desert?Is there no rod with which ...
A SINGER was born in a land of gold, In the time of the long ago And the good fairies ...
Nay, Mr Speaker, let the ideal stay, The picture that voters have in mindOf Solons in debate far leagues away ...
Fierce is the wind and cold; And such is he. Smiling he looks, and bold Speaks mockingly. Scornful ...
Time passing, and the memories of loveComing back to me, carissima, no more mockingly Than ever before; time passing, unslackening,Unhastening, ...
Stone-cutters fighting time with marble, you foredefeated Challengers of oblivion Eat cynical earnings, knowing rock splits, records fall down, The ...
The tractor stands frozen - an agony To think of. All night Snow packed its open entrails. Now a head-pincering ...
EARLY one day, the Muse, when eagerly bent on adornment, Follow'd a swift-running streamlet, the quietest nook by it seeking. ...
Announced by all the trumpets of the sky, Arrives the snow, and, driving o'er the fields, Seems nowhere to alight: ...
Gazing to gold seraph wing, With wistful wonder in my eyes, A blue-behinded ape, I swing Upon the palms of ...
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