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 ...
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 ...
WINTER _We, whom God sets a task, Striving, who ne'er attain, We are the curst!--who ask Death, and still ask in vain. We, whom God ...
IThe hills are full of propheciesAnd ancient voices of the dead;Of hidden shapes that no man sees,Pale, visionary presences,That speak ...
It all comes back as the end draws near; All comes back like a tale of old! Shall I tell you all? ...
Wild ridge on ridge the wooded hills arise,Between whose breezy vistas gulfs of skiesPilot great clouds like towering argosies,And hawk ...
I stood in the forest on HURON HILL When the night was old and the world was still. The Wind was a ...
IHe was not learned in any art;But Nature led him by the hand;And spoke her language to his heartSo he ...
TO G. F. M. THIS VOLUME IS INSCRIBED IN MEMORY OF MANY DAYS. _What though I dreamed of mountain heights, Of peaks, the barriers of ...
ITS friendship and its carelessnessDid lead me many a mile,Through goat's-rue, with its dim caress,And pink and pearl-white smile;Through crowfoot, ...
IThere is no rhyme that is half so sweetAs the song of the wind in the rippling wheat;There is no ...
With her soft face half turned to me, Like an arrested moonbeam, she Stood in the cirque of that deep tree. I took ...
CALLING, the heron flies athwart the blueThat sleeps above it; reach on rocky reachOf water sings by sycamore and beech,In ...
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