The Parting (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
She passed the thorn-trees, whose gaunt branches tossedTheir spider-shadows round her; and the breeze,Beneath the ashen moon, was full of ...
She passed the thorn-trees, whose gaunt branches tossedTheir spider-shadows round her; and the breeze,Beneath the ashen moon, was full of ...
A little while, a little while,The weary task is put away,And I can sing and I can smile,Alike, while I ...
UNDER the young moon's slender shieldWith the wind's cool lips on mine,I went home from the Rabitty FieldAs the clocks ...
I've heard the sea-dead three nights come keening And crying to my door. Why will they affright me with ...
They flit about, the yellow birds, And rest upon the jujubes find. Who buried were in duke Muh's grave, ...
A little while, a little while, The weary task is put away, And I can sing and I can smile, ...
Up the airy mountain, Down the rushy glen, We daren't go a-hunting For fear of little men; Wee folk, good ...
The old brown thorn-trees break in two high over Cummen Strand, Under a bitter black wind that blows from the ...
Poets with whom I learned my trade. Companions of the Cheshire Cheese, Here's an old story I've remade, Imagining 'twould ...
Indignant at the fumbling wits, the obscure spite Of our old paudeen in his shop, I stumbled blind Among the ...
I heard the old, old men say, 'Everything alters, And one by one we drop away.' They had hands like ...
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