Poems by Madison Julius Cawein
Conclusion
... That touched our spring with golden scent ...
Love And A Day
... While through the dew the bells clang clear, ...
The Haunted Woodland
... That kissed and bade me follow, ...
The Haunted House
... The worm-bored trunks weep gum, like tears, instead, ...
Argonauts
... And cheers his soul with, "All is well! ...
Vagabonds
... And with their fragrance in our hearts we'll rove beneath the moon ...
October
... Where russets rolled and leaves were sweet of breath, ...
Before The Rain
... Save when the ruffian wind swept from the sky, &emsp ...
Transposed Seasons
... But in my heart 't was spring o' the year ...
November
... Now seems a monster harp, whose wild strings thrill ...
To A Critic
... Crows, such as thou, which hush the bird that sings, ...
Child And Father
... How many though, whom thoughts and dreams appall, ...
Harvesting
... Where the cold Nymph sits in her oozy hair ...
Mignon
... Oh, Mignon's eyes are like blue gems, ...
The Mirror
... From the window's arches, like fairy torches, ...
