An Old Tale Re-Told (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
From the terrace here, where the hills indent, You can see the uttermost battlement Of the castle there; the Cliffords' home; Where the ...
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 ...
ISo we had come at last, my soul and I, Into that land of shadowy plain and peak, On which the dawn ...
The wind blew free that morn that we, High-hearted, sailed away; Bound for Favonian islands blest, Remote within the utmost West, Beyond the golden ...
Found Solitary Among the Hills. I. O pansy-violet, With early April wet, How frail and pure you look Lost in this glow-worm nook Of heaven-holding hills: Down ...
I Clad on with glowing beauty and the peace, Benign, of calm maturity, she stands Among her meadows and her orchard-lands, And on her ...
For the mountains' hoarse greetings came hollow From stormy wind-chasms and caves, And I heard their wild cataracts wallow Huge bulks in long ...
IThe tripod flared with a purple spark,And the mist hung emerald in the dark:Now he stooped to the lilac flameOver ...
There are some souls Whose lot it is to set their hearts on goals That adverse Fate controls. While others win With little labor ...
Thou, oh, thou!Thou of the chorded shell and golden plectrum! thouOf the dark eyes and pale pacific brow!Music, who by ...
"Teach me the wisdom of thy beauty, pray, That, being thus wise, I may aspire to see What beauty is, whence, why, ...
There are three things of Earth That help us more Than those of heavenly birth That all implore-- Than Love or Faith or Hope, For ...
In the frail hepaticas,—That the early Springtide tossed,Sapphire-like, along the waysOf the woodlands that she crossed,—I behold, with other eyes,Footprints ...
In her dark eyes dreams poetize; The soul sits lost in love: There is no thing in all the skies, To gladden all ...
Ah me! I shall not waken soonFrom dreams of such divinity!A spirit singing 'neath the moonTo me.Wild sea-spray driven of ...
IA mile of moonlight and the whispering wood:A mile of shadow and the odorous lane:One large, white star above the ...
His Birthday, October the 7th, 1912RILEY, whose pen has made the world your debtor,Whose Art has kept you young through ...
These have a life that hath no part in death; These circumscribe the soul and make it strong; Between the breathing of ...
Oh, why for us the blighted bloom!The blossom that lies withering!The Master of Life's changeless loomHath wrought for us no ...
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