The Brothers (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
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 ...
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 ...
LATE AUTUMN _They who die young are blest.-- Should we not envy such? They are Earth's happiest, God-loved and favored much!-- They who die young ...
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? ...
FIRST CHORUS. Ere the birth of Death and of Time, Ere the birth of Hell and its torments, Ere the orbs of ...
I. Wafted o'er purple seas, From gold Hesperides, Mixed with the southern breeze, Hail to us spirits! Dripping with fragrant rains, Fire of our ardent veins, Life ...
What am I, and what is he Who can cull and tear a heart, As one might a rose for sport In its ...
Hush! She is dead! Tread gently as the light Foots dim the weary room. Thou shalt behold. Look:--In death's ermine pomp of ...
I. O tear-eyed goddess of the marble brow, Who showerest snows of tresses on the night Of anguished temples! lonely watcher, thou Who bendest ...
With anxious eyes and dry, expectant lips,Within the sculptured stoa by the sea,All day she waited while, like ghostly ships,Long ...
I. O Life! O Death! O God! Have I not striven? Have I not known thee, God, As thy stars know Heaven? Have I not ...
O Hades! O false gods! false to yourselves! O Hades, 'twas thy brother gave her thee Without a mother's sanction or her ...
Dormered and verandaed, cool,Locust-girdled, on the hill;Stained with weather-wear, and dull-Streak'd with lichens; every sillThresholding the beautiful;I can see it ...
Mark thou! a shadow crowned with fire of hell.Man holds her in his heart as night doth holdThe moonlight memories ...
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 ...
I. White moons may come, white moons may go, She sleeps where wild wood blossoms blow, Nor knows she of the rosy June, Star-silver ...
My dream was such: It seemed the afternoon Of some deep tropic day, and yet a moon Stood round and full with largeness ...
I. Oh, to see in the night in a May moon's light A nymph from siren caves, With a crown of pearl, sea-gems ...
To come in touch with mysteries Of beauty idealizing Earth, Go seek the hills, grown old with trees, The old hills wise with ...
Passion? not hers! who held me with pure eyes:One hand among the deep curls of her brow,I drank the girlhood ...
In story books, when I was very young, I knew you first, one of the Fairy Race; And then it was your ...
WITH her fair face she made my heaven,Beneath whose stars and moon and sunI worshiped, praying, having striven,For wealth through ...
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