The Road Home (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
Over the hills, as the pewee flies, Under the blue of the Southern skies; Over the hills, where the red-bird wings Like a ...
Over the hills, as the pewee flies, Under the blue of the Southern skies; Over the hills, where the red-bird wings Like a ...
IMother of visions, with lineaments dulcet as numbersBreathed on the eyelids of Love by music that slumbers,Secretly, sweetly, O presence ...
I have lain for an hour or twain Awake, and the tempest is beating On the roof, and the sleet on the ...
TO G. F. M. THIS VOLUME IS INSCRIBED IN MEMORY OF MANY DAYS. _What though I dreamed of mountain heights, Of peaks, the barriers of ...
ON the Heights of Great Endeavour,- Where Attainment looms forever,- Toiling upward, ceasing never, Climb the fateful Centuries: Up the difficult, dark places, Joy and ...
ITS friendship and its carelessnessDid lead me many a mile,Through goat's-rue, with its dim caress,And pink and pearl-white smile;Through crowfoot, ...
For the mountains' hoarse greetings came hollow From stormy wind-chasms and caves, And I heard their wild cataracts wallow Huge bulks in long ...
My dream was such: It seemed the afternoon Of some deep tropic day, and yet a moon Stood round and full with largeness ...
FROM "THE TRIUMPH OF MUSIC." ... Fresh from bathing in orient fountains, In wells of rock water and snow, Comes the Dawn with ...
Sleep is a spirit, who beside us sits, Or through our frames like some dim glamour flits; From out her form a ...
No personal; a God divinely crowned With gold and raised upon a golden throne Deep in a golden glory, whence he nods Man ...
Quaint and forgotten, by an unused road, An old house stands: around its doors the dense Blue iron-weeds grow high; The chipmunks make ...
He dreamed of hills so deep with woods Storm-barriers on the summer sky Are not more dark, where plunged loud floods Down rocks ...
Far in the purple valleys of illusionI see her waiting, like the soul of music,With deep eyes, lovelier than cerulean ...
IWhen dusk is drowned in drowsy dreams,And slow the hues of sunset die;When firefly and moth go by,And in still ...
Blood-coloured oaks, that stand against a sky of gold and brass; Gaunt slopes, on which the bleak leaves glow of brier ...
COME, let's climb into our attic,In our house that's old and gray!Life, you're old and I'm rheumatic,And - it's close ...
On the black road through the wood As I rode,There the Headless Horseman stood;By the wild pool in the wood, As I ...
From "Beltenebros at Miraflores"O sunset, from the springs of starsDraw down thy cataracts of gold;And belt their streams with burning ...
The Winter Wind, the wind of death,Who knocked upon my door,Now through the keyhole entereth,Invisible and hoar:He breathes around his ...
IShe was a queen. 'Midst mutes and slaves,A mameluke, he loved her.——WavesDashed not more hopelessly the pavesOf her high marble ...
IBeyond lost seas of summer sheDwelt on an island of the sea,Last scion of that dynasty,Queen of a race forgotten ...
The "happy year" of 1914AN hour from dawn:The snow sweeps onAs it swept with sleet last night:The Earth aroundBreathes never ...
The _Summer_ lightning comes and goes In one pale cloud above the hill, As if within its soft repose A burning heart were ...
I.When in the wind the vane turns round, And round, and round;And in his kennel whines the hound;When all the gable ...
IFirst I asked the honeybee,Busy in the balmy bowers;Saying, "Sweetheart, tell it me:Have you seen her, honeybee?She is cousin to ...
My soul and I went walking Beneath the moon of Spring; The lilies pale were talking, Were faintly murmuring. From dimly moonlit places They thrust ...
These are the facts:--I was to blame: I brought her here and wrought her shame: She came with me all trustingly. Lovely and ...
Low clouds, the lightning veins and cleaves, Torn from the forest of the storm, Sweep westward like enormous leaves O'er field and farm. And ...
THE rose, that wrote its message on the noon'sBright manuscript, has turned her perfumed faceTowards Fall, and waits, heart-heavy, for ...
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