The Portrait (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
In some quaint Nurnberg maler-atelierUprummaged. When and where was never clearNor yet how he obtained it. When, by whom'Twas painted—who ...
In some quaint Nurnberg maler-atelierUprummaged. When and where was never clearNor yet how he obtained it. When, by whom'Twas painted—who ...
TO DIONUSOS. I.Where art thou, Dionusos? On the hills Of some fair land afar, where sweet wine fills The clustered ...
TO DEMETER. I.Goddess of bounty! at whose spring-time call, When on the dewey earth thy first tones fall, And echo ...
Death slays the moon and the long dark deepens,Hastens to the city, to the drear stone-heaps,Films all eyes and whispers ...
Ah, Manon, say, why is it we Are one and all so fain of thee? Thy rich red beauty debonnaire ...
Far-off, most secret, and inviolate Rose, Enfold me in my hour of hours; where those Who sought thee in the ...
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