Dionysos (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
"O Dionysos! Dionysos! the ivy-crowned! O let me sing thy triumph ere I die!" Within my sleep a Maenad came to me: A ...
"O Dionysos! Dionysos! the ivy-crowned! O let me sing thy triumph ere I die!" Within my sleep a Maenad came to me: A ...
A HEAP of low, dark, rocky coast, Unknown to foot or feather!A sea-voice moaning like a ghost; And fits of fiery weather!The ...
From "Wild Thorn and Lily"Among the white haw-blossoms, where the creekDroned under drifts of dogwood and of haw,The redbird, like ...
By the burnished laurel line Glimmering flows the singing stream; Oily eddies crease and shine O'er white pebbles, white as cream. Richest roses bud ...
Seven gold reeds grew tall and slim,Close by the river's beaded brim.Syrinx, the naiad, flitted past;Pan, the goat-hoofed, followed fast.Oh, ...
I.A quire of bright beauties in spring did appear,To choose a May-lady to govern the year;All the nymphs were in ...
Ask not the Cause why all the tuneful Swains, Who us'd to fill the Vales with tender Strains, In deep ...
DERE'S lighds oopon de Appian, Dey shine de road entlang; Und from ein hundert tombs dere brumms A wild Lateinisch ...
Ye in the age gone by,Who ruled the world—a world how lovely then!—And guided still the steps of happy men ...
1Wet heat drifts through the afternoonlike a campus dog, a fraternity ghostwaiting to stay home from football games.The arches are ...
Once, long ago, before the godsHad left this earth, by stream and forest glade,Where the first plough upturned the clinging ...
Muse of my native land! loftiest Muse! O first-born on the mountains! by the hues Of heaven on the spiritual ...
Like the foghorn that's all lung, the wind chime that's all percussion, like the wind itself, that's merely air in ...
This English Thames is holier far than Rome, Those harebells like a sudden flush of sea Breaking across the woodland, ...
Ye in the age gone by, Who ruled the world--a world how lovely then!-- And guided still the steps of ...
APRILL: Ægloga QuartaTHENOT & HOBBINOLL Tell me good Hobbinoll, what garres thee greete? What? hath some Wolfe thy tender Lambes ...
How this tart fable instructs And mocks! Here's the parody of that moral mousetrap Set in the proverbs stitched on ...
HOW vainly men themselves amaze To win the palm, the oak, or bays, And their uncessant labours see Crown'd from ...
How vainly men themselves amaze To win the Palm, the Oke, or Bayes; And their uncessant Labours see Crown'd from ...
Part of an entertainment presented to the Countess Dowager of Darby at Harefield, by som Noble persons of her Family, ...
Meanwhile the new-baptized, who yet remained At Jordan with the Baptist, and had seen Him whom they heard so late ...
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