Accolon Of Gaul: Part III (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
The eve now came; and shadows cowled the way Like somber palmers, who have kneeled to pray Beside a wayside shrine, and ...
The eve now came; and shadows cowled the way Like somber palmers, who have kneeled to pray Beside a wayside shrine, and ...
He? why, a tall Franconian strong and young, Brown as a walnut the first frost hath hulled; A soul of full endeavor ...
I. And now once more we stood within the walls Of her old manor near the riverside; Dead leaves lay rotting in its ...
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 ...
Hate, born of Wrath and mother red of Crime, In Hell was whelped ere the hot hands of time, Artificer of God, ...
_In Commemoration of the Founding of the Massachusetts Bay Colony in the Year 1623._ I. They who maintained their rights, Through storm and stress, And ...
I had not found the road too short,As once I had in days of youth,In that old forest of long ...
An Ode to be read on the laying of the foundationstone of the new Oglethorpe University,January, 1915, at Atlanta,GeorgiaIAS when ...
During the siege of Bryan's Station, Kentucky, August 16, 1782, NicholasTomlinson and Thomas Bell, two inhabitants of the Fort, undertook ...
ISo we had come at last, my soul and I, Into that land of shadowy plain and peak, On which the dawn ...
Cast on sleep there came to me Three Urgandas; and the sea In lost lands of Briogne Sounded moaning, moaning: Cloudy clad in awful ...
In some quaint Nurnberg maler-atelierUprummaged. When and where was never clearNor yet how he obtained it. When, by whom'Twas painted—who ...
What am I, and what is he Who can cull and tear a heart, As one might a rose for sport In its ...
I PESSIMIST There is never a thing we dream or do But was dreamed and done in the ages gone; Everything's old; there is ...
Let us go far from here!Here there is sadness in the early year:Here sorrow waits where joy went laughing late:The ...
I Here where a tree and its wild liana, Leaning over the streamlet, grow, Once a nymph, like the moon'd Diana, Sat in the ...
Written for my friend Walter S. Mathews. There was a princess once, who loved the slave Of an Assyrian king, her father; ...
I. The slow reflection of a woman's face Grew, as by witchcraft, in the oval space Of that strange glass on which the ...
Mildewed and gray the marble stairs Rise from their balustraded urns To where a chiseled satyr glares From a luxuriant bed of ferns; A ...
THE moon, a circle of gold,O'er the crowded housetops rolled,And peeped in an attic, where,'Mid sordid things and bare,A sick ...
OH, for some cup of consummating might,Filled with life's kind conclusion, lost in night!A wine of darkness, that with death ...
Universes are the pagesOf that book whose words are ages;Of that book which destinyOpens in eternity.There each syllable expressesSilence; there ...
NIGHT, they say, is no man's friend:And at night he met his endIn the woods of Trebizend.Hate crouched near him ...
Lift up thy torch, O Year, and let us see What Destiny Hath made thee heir to at nativity! Doubt, some call Faith; ...
IIt's "Sweet, good-bye," when pennants fly And ships put out to sea;It's a loving kiss, and a tear or twoIn an ...
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 ...
And these are Christians!--God! the horror of it-- How long, O Lord! how long, O Lord! how long Wilt Thou endure this ...
Why have you come? to see me in my shame? A thing to spit on, to despise and scorn?-- And then to ...
Now to my lips lift then some opiate Of black forgetfulness! while in thy gaze Still lures the loveless beauty that betrays, And ...
I looked into the night and saw GOD writing with tumultuous flame Upon the thunder's front of awe,-- As on sonorous brass,--the Law, Terrific, ...
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