There Are Faeries (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
IThere are faeries, bright of eye,Who the wildflowers' warders are:Ouphes, that chase the firefly;Elves, that ride the shooting-star:Fays, who in ...
IThere are faeries, bright of eye,Who the wildflowers' warders are:Ouphes, that chase the firefly;Elves, that ride the shooting-star:Fays, who in ...
II climbed a forest path and foundA dim cave in the dripping ground,Where dwelt the spirit of cool sound,Who wrought ...
I. There be Fairies bright of eye, Who the wild-flowers warders are; There be Fairies subtlely Nourished in a blossom's star; Fairies tripping merrily Singing in ...
Calm on the breast of Loch MareeA little isle reposes;A shadow woven of the oakAnd willow o'er it closes.Within, a ...
Resplendent as on that great morn he rose, When, from the inmost depth of heaven's immense, The bright eternal solitude ...
But when the days were numbered, then befellThe parting of our Lord — which was to be —Whereby came wailing ...
IWhere West Point crouches, and with lifted shield Turns the whole river eastward through the pass;Whose jutting crags, half silver, ...
The wassail had reached its stormy height, The feast was over in hall, When there came and stood at the ...
Eating, drinking, smoking, laughter,Reverly and wild to-do -They shake the inn from floor to rafterWith huzzahing and halloo.There Twardowski heads ...
First all the host of RaphaelIn liveries of gold,Lifted the chorus on whose rhythmThe spinning spheres are rolled,-The Seraphs of ...
O swift forerunners, rosy with the race!Spirits of dawn, divinely manifestBehind your blushing banners in the sky,Daring invaders of Night's ...
SAY not to me:'Cromwell, thou diest.' Save thy timid breath.Do not the wild winds noise it o'er the world?Shall he ...
When first I saw the Tweed, the light Of autumn, tender, sad and grey,Lay on the Eildon's triple height, And ...
Love, there is a castle built in a country desolate,On a rock above a forest where the trees are grim ...
If I die to-morrowI shall go happily.With the flush of battle on my faceI shall walk with an eager paceThe ...
Delivered out of raw continual pain, smell of darkness, groans of those others to whom he was chained-- unchained, and ...
(In memoriam C. T. W. Sometime trooper of the Royal Horse Guards obiit H.M. prison, Reading, Berkshire July 7, 1896) ...
Set in this stormy Northern sea, Queen of these restless fields of tide, England! what shall men say of thee, ...
I was a queen, and I have lost my crown; A wife, and I have broken all my vows; A ...
SHALL I strew on thee rose or rue or laurel, Brother, on this that was the veil of thee? Or ...
hush thee, my babie, thy sire was a knight, Thy mother a lady, both lovely and bright; The woods and ...
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