One Day And Another: A Lyrical Eclogue – Part III (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
LATE SUMMER _Heat lightning flickers in one cloud, As in a flow'r a firefly; Some rain-drops, that the rose-bush bowed, Jar through the leaves ...
LATE SUMMER _Heat lightning flickers in one cloud, As in a flow'r a firefly; Some rain-drops, that the rose-bush bowed, Jar through the leaves ...
LATE SPRING _The mottled moth at eventide Beats glimmering wings against the pane; The slow, sweet lily opens wide, White in the dusk like ...
IThe hills are full of propheciesAnd ancient voices of the dead;Of hidden shapes that no man sees,Pale, visionary presences,That speak ...
In some quaint Nurnberg maler-atelierUprummaged. When and where was never clearNor yet how he obtained it. When, by whom'Twas painted—who ...
I remember, when a child,How within the April wildOnce I walked with MysteryIn the groves of Arcady….Through the boughs, before, ...
Demeter sad! the wells of sorrow lay Eternal gushing in thy lonely path. Methinks I see her now--an awful shape Tall o'er a ...
From the hills and far away All the long, warm summer day Comes the wind and seems to say: "Come, oh, come! and ...
I"I BELT the morn with ribboned mist; With baldricked blue I gird the noon,And dusk with purple, crimson-kissed, White-buckled with the hunter's-moon."These ...
IMother of visions, with lineaments dulcet as numbersBreathed on the eyelids of Love by music that slumbers,Secretly, sweetly, O presence ...
In dim samite was she bedight, And on her hair a hoop of gold,Like fox-fire in the tawn moonlight, Was glimmering cold.With ...
Sleep is a spirit, who beside us sits, Or through our frames like some dim glamour flits; From out her form a ...
IShe walks with the wind on the windy heightWhen the rocks are loud and the waves are white,And all night ...
IBeautiful-bosomed, O Night, in thy noonMove with majesty onward! soaring, as lightlyAs a singer may soar the notes of an ...
IThou sit'st among the sunny silencesOf terraced hills and woodland galleries,Thou utterance of all calm melodies,Thou lutanist of Earth's most ...
IMy soul goes out to her who says,"Come, follow me and cast off care!"Then tosses back her sun-bright hair,And like ...
When, one by one, the stars have trembled through Eve's shadowy hues of violet, rose, and fire-- As on a pansy-bloom the ...
Thou, oh, thou!Thou of the chorded shell and golden plectrum! thouOf the dark eyes and pale pacific brow!Music, who by ...
What would it mean for you and meIf dawn should come no more!Think of its gold along the sea,Its rose ...
II climbed a forest path and foundA dim cave in the dripping ground,Where dwelt the spirit of cool sound,Who wrought ...
They lean their faces to me through Green windows of the woods;Their white throats sweet with honey-dew Beneath low leafy hoods--No dream ...
THE sunset was a sleepy gold,And stars were in the skiesWhen down a weedy lane he strolledIn vague and thoughtless ...
In the shadow of the beeches,Where the fragile wildflowers bloom;Where the pensive silence pleachesGreen a roof of cool perfume,Have you ...
To it the forest tells The mystery that haunts its heart and folds Its form in cogitation deep, that holds The shadow of ...
IWhy do I love you, who have never given My heart encouragement or any cause?Is it because, as earth is held ...
_The old enthusiasms Are dead, quite dead, in me; Dead the aspiring spasms Of art and poesy, That opened magic chasms, Once, of wild mystery, In ...
A sense of sadness in the golden air;A pensiveness, that has no part in care,As if the Season, by some ...
I saw the day like some great monarch die, Gold-couched, behind the clouds' rich tapestries. Then, purple-sandaled, clad in silences Of sleep, through ...
Yes, there are some who may look on these Essential peoples of the earth and air-- That have the stars and flowers ...
Where, through the myriad leaves of forest trees,The daylight falls, beryl and chrysoprase,The glamour and the glimmer of its raysSeem ...
THE gentian and the bluebell soCan change my calendar,I know not how the year may go,Or what the seasons are:The ...
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