The Leaf-Cricket (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
ISmall twilight singerOf dew and mist: thou ghost-gray, gossamer wingerOf dusk's dim glimmer,How chill thy note sounds; how thy wings ...
ISmall twilight singerOf dew and mist: thou ghost-gray, gossamer wingerOf dusk's dim glimmer,How chill thy note sounds; how thy wings ...
I oft have met her slowly wanderingBeside a leafy stream, her locks blown wild,Her cheeks a hectic flush, more fair ...
IThou sit'st among the sunny silencesOf terraced hills and woodland galleries,Thou utterance of all calm melodies,Thou lutanist of Earth's most ...
Here, at its base, in dingled deeps Of spice-bush, where the ivy creeps, The cold spring scoops its hollow; And there three mossy ...
IThe tripod flared with a purple spark,And the mist hung emerald in the dark:Now he stooped to the lilac flameOver ...
IThe hot sunflowers by the glaring pikeLift shields of sultry brass; the teasel tops,Pink-thorned, advance with bristling spike on spikeAgainst ...
IMy soul goes out to her who says,"Come, follow me and cast off care!"Then tosses back her sun-bright hair,And like ...
ICan freckled August,—drowsing warm and blondBeside a wheat-shock in the white-topped mead,In her hot hair the yellow daisies wound,—O bird ...
That day we wandered 'mid the hills,—so loneClouds are not lonelier, the forest layIn emerald darkness round us. Many a ...
ISecluded, solitary on some underbough,Or cradled in a leaf, 'mid glimmering light,Like Puck thou crouchest: Haply watching howThe slow toadstool ...
IMOTHS AND FIREFLIESSince Fancy taught me in her school of spellsI know her tricks--These are not moths at all,Nor fireflies; ...
IHe makes a roadway of the crumbling fence,Or on the fallen tree,—brown as a leafFall stripes with russet,—gambols down the ...
White from her chrysalis of cloud, The moth-like moon swings upward through the night; And all the bee-like stars that crowd The hollow ...
Through ferns and moss the path wound to A hollow where the touchmenots Swung horns of honey filled with dew; And where--like foot-prints--violets ...
Above her, pearl and rose the heavens lay:Around her, flowers flattered earth with gold,Or down the path in insolence held ...
Above her, pearl and rose the heavens lay;Around her, flowers scattered earth with gold,Or down the path in insolence held ...
I. The cactus and the aloe bloom Beneath the window of your room; Your window where, at evenfall, Beneath the twilight's first pale star, You ...
IBeyond lost seas of summer sheDwelt on an island of the sea,Last scion of that dynasty,Queen of a race forgotten ...
I. When from the tower, like some sweet flower, The bell drops petals of the hour, That says the world is homing, My heart ...
FROM THE GERMAN OF GOETHE. Know'st thou the land where the lemon-tree flowers; The orange glows gold in the darkness of bowers, Out ...
With her soft face half turned to me, Like an arrested moonbeam, she Stood in the cirque of that deep tree. I took ...
It was down in the woodland on last Hallowe'en, Where silence and darkness had built them a lair, That I felt the ...
An agate-black, your roguish eyesClaim no proud lineage of the skies,No starry blue; but of good earthThe reckless witchery and ...
WHEN pearl and gold, o'er deeps of musk,The moon curves, silvering the dusk,-As in a garden, dreaming,A lily slips its ...
Not while I live may I forgetThat garden which my spirit trod!Where dreams were flowers, wild and wet,And beautiful as ...
If it so befalls that the midnight hoversIn mist no moonlight breaks,The leagues of the years my spirit covers,And my ...
THERE a tattered marigoldAnd dead asters manifold,Showed him where the garden oldOf time bloomed:Briar and thistle overgrewCorners where the rose ...
O heart,—that beat the bird's blithe blood,The blithe bird's strain, and understoodThe song it sang to leaf and bud,—What dost ...
IWhen you and I in the hills went Maying,You and I in the bright May weather,The birds, that sang on ...
IThere is a field, that leans upon two hills,Foamed o'er of flowers and twinkling with clear rills;That in its girdle ...
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