Romaunt Of The Oak (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
"I rode to death, for I fought for shame--The Lady Maurine of noble name,"The fair and faithless!--Though life be longIs ...
"I rode to death, for I fought for shame--The Lady Maurine of noble name,"The fair and faithless!--Though life be longIs ...
I stood in the forest on HURON HILL When the night was old and the world was still. The Wind was a ...
There is the ruined water-mill With its rotten wheel, that stands as still As its image that sleeps in the glassy pool Where ...
Hush! She is dead! Tread gently as the light Foots dim the weary room. Thou shalt behold. Look:--In death's ermine pomp of ...
With anxious eyes and dry, expectant lips,Within the sculptured stoa by the sea,All day she waited while, like ghostly ships,Long ...
Pale as a star that shines through rain Her face was seen at the window-pane, Her sad, frail face that watched in ...
INSPIRATION. All who have toiled for Art, who've won or lost, Sat equal priests at her high Pentecost; Only the chrism and sacrament ...
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 PESSIMIST There is never a thing we dream or do But was dreamed and done in the ages gone; Everything's old; there is ...
IIt is not early spring and yetOf bloodroot blooms along the stream,And blotted banks of violet,My heart will dream.Is it ...
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 ...
IOver the bay as our boat went sailing Under the skies of Augustine,Far to the East lay the ocean paling Under the ...
The night is hung above us, love, With heavy stars that love us, love, With clouds that curl in purple and pearl, And ...
I. First of the insect choir, in the spring We hear his faint voice fluttering in the grass, Beneath some blossom's rosy covering Or ...
Mark thou! a shadow crowned with fire of hell.Man holds her in his heart as night doth holdThe moonlight memories ...
Now 'tis the time when, tall, The long blue torches of the bellflower gleam Among the trees; and, by the wooded stream. In ...
I. Upon the Siren-haunted seas, between Fate's mythic shores, Within a world of moon and mist, where dusk and daylight wed, I see ...
Written for my friend Walter S. Mathews. There was a princess once, who loved the slave Of an Assyrian king, her father; ...
Geraldine, Geraldine, Do you remember where The willows used to screen The water flowing fair? The mill-stream's banks of green Where first our love begun, When ...
I. Brows wan thro' blue-black tresses Wet with sharp rain and kisses; Locks loose the sea-wind scatters, Like torn wings fierce for flight; Cold brows, ...
Over the hills, as the pewee flies, Under the blue of the Southern skies; Over the hills, where the red-bird wings Like a ...
I. The slow reflection of a woman's face Grew, as by witchcraft, in the oval space Of that strange glass on which the ...
_In the first rare spring of song, In my heart's young hours, In my youth 't was thus I sang, Choosing 'mid the ...
I. Ere wild haws, looming in the glooms, Build bolted drifts of breezy blooms; And in the whistling hollow there The red-bud bends as ...
IMother of visions, with lineaments dulcet as numbersBreathed on the eyelids of Love by music that slumbers,Secretly, sweetly, O presence ...
Mildewed and gray the marble stairs Rise from their balustraded urns To where a chiseled satyr glares From a luxuriant bed of ferns; A ...
I.NOON. The tanned and sultry noon climbs high Up gleaming reaches of the sky; Below the balmy belts of pines The cliff-lunged river laps ...
I. In girandoles of gladioles The day had kindled flame; And Heaven a door of gold and pearl Unclosed when Morning,--like a girl, A red ...
Thus have I pictured her:—In Arden oldA white-browed maiden with a falcon eye,Rose-flushed of face, with locks of wind-blown gold,Teaching ...
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