Accolon Of Gaul: Part II (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
Noon; and the wistful Autumn sat among The lurid woodlands; chiefs who now were wrung By crafty ministers, sun, wind and frost, To ...
Noon; and the wistful Autumn sat among The lurid woodlands; chiefs who now were wrung By crafty ministers, sun, wind and frost, To ...
Ill fares it with the man whose lips are setTo bitter themes and words that spite the gods;For, seeing how ...
TWIST the milled knob, fingers. Send needle-antennaFrom Hilversum to Rome, Rome to Vienna,Groping for music. Any kind will do:The Moonlight ...
SECTION ONE "Give the engines room, Give the engines room." Louder, faster The little band-master Whips up the fluting, Hurries ...
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