An Antique (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
Mildewed and gray the marble stairs Rise from their balustraded urns To where a chiseled satyr glares From a luxuriant bed of ferns; A ...
Mildewed and gray the marble stairs Rise from their balustraded urns To where a chiseled satyr glares From a luxuriant bed of ferns; A ...
I passed an inland-cliff precipitate; From tiny caves peeped many a soot-black poll;In each a mother-martin sat elate, And of the news ...
No sleep. The sultriness pervades the airAnd blinds the brain—a dense oppression, suchAs tawny tigers feel in matted shades,Vexing their ...
LIGHT and silv'ry cloudlets hoverIn the air, as yet scarce warm;Mild, with glimmer soft tinged over,Peeps the sun through fragrant ...
In the furnace the dry branches crackle, the crucible shines as withgold,As they carry the hot flaming metal in haste ...
I saw thee once &mdash once only &mdash years ago: I must not say how many &mdash but not many. ...
Withhold your breath!Heavy in noon, and sleepy as slow death, Garden of sweets and sours,The cluster of my body hangs ...
LIGHT and silv'ry cloudlets hover In the air, as yet scarce warm; Mild, with glimmer soft tinged over, Peeps the ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
I Our life is twofold; Sleep hath its own world, A boundary between the things misnamed Death and existence: Sleep ...
I. Said Abner, ``At last thou art come! Ere I tell, ere thou speak, ``Kiss my cheek, wish me well!'' ...
I saw thee once- once only- years ago: I must not say how many- but not many. It was a ...
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