A Maid Who Died Old (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
Frail, shrunken face, so pinched and worn,That life has carved with care and doubt!So weary waiting, night and morn,For that ...
Frail, shrunken face, so pinched and worn,That life has carved with care and doubt!So weary waiting, night and morn,For that ...
Speaking of banks, I'm bound to say That a bank of tin is far the best, And I know ...
Romance goes out of everything in these days of ill grace,And even old John Barleycorn grows "standardised" apace;Once henchman of ...
I've paid for your sickest fancies; I've humoured your crackedest whim -- Dick, it's your daddy, dying; you've got to ...
I've seen a Dying Eye Run round and round a Room -- In search of Something -- as it seemed ...
How many times these low feet staggered -- Only the soldered mouth can tell -- Try -- can you stir ...
I The Roaring Tinker if you like, But Mannion is my name, And I beat up the common sort And ...
In the beginning was the three-pointed star, One smile of light across the empty face, One bough of bone across ...
Whoever thou art who passest by Know that my father was gentle, And my mother was violent, While I was ...
Now the ice lays its smooth claws on the sill, The sun looks from the hill Helmed in his winter ...
After two sittings, now our Lady State To end her picture does the third time wait. But ere thou fall'st ...
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