The Brothers (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
Not far from here, it lies beyond That low-hilled belt of woods. We'll take This unused lane where brambles make A wall of ...
Not far from here, it lies beyond That low-hilled belt of woods. We'll take This unused lane where brambles make A wall of ...
LATE AUTUMN _They who die young are blest.-- Should we not envy such? They are Earth's happiest, God-loved and favored much!-- They who die young ...
WINTER _We, whom God sets a task, Striving, who ne'er attain, We are the curst!--who ask Death, and still ask in vain. We, whom God ...
From the terrace here, where the hills indent, You can see the uttermost battlement Of the castle there; the Cliffords' home; Where the ...
_Year 13--._ Barbican, bartizan, battlement, With the Abergavenny mountains blent, Look, from the Raglan tower of Gwent, My lord Hugh Clifford's ancient home Shows, clear ...
I. Behold! we have gathered together our battleships near and afar; Their decks they are cleared for action, their guns they are ...
THEY pass, with heavy eyes and hair,Before the Christ upon the Cross,The Nations, stricken with their loss,And lifting faces of ...
She kneels with haggard eyes and hair Unto the Christ upon the Cross: Her gown is torn; her feet are bare. What is ...
SINCE Man first lifted up his eyes to hersAnd saw her vampire beauty, which is lust,All else is dustWithin the ...
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