The Water Witch (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
See! the milk-white doe is wounded. He will follow as it bounds Through the woods. His horn has sounded. Echoing, for his men ...
See! the milk-white doe is wounded. He will follow as it bounds Through the woods. His horn has sounded. Echoing, for his men ...
"I rode to death, for I fought for shame--The Lady Maurine of noble name,"The fair and faithless!--Though life be longIs ...
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 ...
My heart is high, is high, my dear, And the warm wind sunnily blows; My heart is high with a mood that's ...
IThe shadows sit and stand about its doorLike uninvited guests and poor;And all the long, hot summer dayThe grating locust ...
With rod and line I took my way That led me through the gossip trees, Where all the forest was asway With hurry ...
There is a woodland witch who liesWith bloom-bright limbs and beam-bright eyes,Among the water-flags, that rankThe slow brook's heron-haunted bank:The ...
I thought of the road through the glen, With its hawk's nest high in the pine; With its rock, where the fox ...
When the hornet hangs in the hollyhock,And the brown bee drones i' the rose;And the west is a red-streaked four-o'clock,And ...
Its rotting fence one scarcely seesThrough sumac and wild blackberries,Thick elder and the bramble-rose,Big ox-eyed daisies where the beesHang droning ...
At the moon's down-going let it beOn the quarry hill with its one gnarled tree.The red-rock road of the underbrush,Where ...
WHAT shall her silence keepUnder the sun?Here, where the willows weepAnd waters run;Here, where she lies asleep, And all is ...
When the wine-cup at the lip Slants its sparkling fire, O'er its level, while you sip, Have you marked the finger-tip Of the god ...
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