Death In Life (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
Within my veins it beats And burns within my brain; For when the year is sad and sear I dream the dream again. Ah! ...
Within my veins it beats And burns within my brain; For when the year is sad and sear I dream the dream again. Ah! ...
A long ray gushes through the windows,The mighty house stands in gloom.The fire stretches out, hotAnd sparkling in a stone ...
1.He came in silvern armour, trimmed with black—A lover come from legends long ago—With silver spurs and silken plumes a-blow,And ...
WAINAMOINEN AND YOUKAHAINEN.Wainamoinen, ancient minstrel,Passed his years in full contentment,On the meadows of Wainola,On the plains of Kalevala,Singing ever wondrous ...
Through the lattice rushes the south wind, dense With fumes of the flowery frankincense From hawthorn blossoming thickly; And gold ...
Rose of Lancaster.* * * * *Encircled by a blooming bandOf peerless damsels, fair and young,Reclined yon canopy beneath,How bright ...
Of Peter's daughter, it is said, men told,While yet she breathed, a tale as sad as life,As sweet as death; ...
"Wherefore take unto you the whole armour of God, that ye may be able to withstand in the evil day, ...
By the Nile, the sacred river,I can see the captive hordes,Strain beneath the lash and quiverAt the long papyrus cords,While ...
So that soldierly legend is still on its journey,— That story of Kearny who knew not to yield!'Twas the day ...
There is a cap in the closet, Old, tattered, and blue—Of very slight value, It may be, to ...
XIIWhy sing forever in this mournful way, Vexing the future for my hidden lot? Are today's joys unvalued and forgot, ...
Standing under the fobbed Impendent belly of Time Tell me the truth, I said, Teach me the way things go. ...
The knight of immortal youth at the age of fifty found his mind in his heart and on July morning ...
As if he had been poured in tar, he lies on a pillow of turf and seems to weep the ...
A fall sky in slumber warming fan brush strokes, horsehair bristles, pushed across the fall tableau Deep burgundies and dark ...
The ordeal's fatal trumpet sounded, And sad pale Adelgitha came, When forth a valiant champion bounded, And slew the slanderer ...
Vanity, saith the preacher, vanity! Draw round my bed: is Anselm keeping back? Nephews -- sons mine -- ah God, ...
Not easy to state the change you made. If I'm alive now, then I was dead, Though, like a stone, ...
At the edge of All the Ages A Knight sate on his steed, His armor red and thin with rust ...
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