Kentucky poems / Madison Cawein; with an introd. by Edmund Gosse [electronic text]
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Kentucky poems / Madison Cawein; with an introd. by Edmund Gosse [electronic text]
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Cawein, Madison Julius, 1865-1914
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New York: E. P. Dutton & Co.
1903
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CREOLE SERENADE
UNDER mossy oak and pineWhispering falls the fountained stream;In its pool the lilies shineSilvery, each a moonlight gleam.
Roses bloom and roses dieIn the warm rose-scented dark,Where the firefly, like an eye,Winks and glows, a golden spark.
Amber-belted through the nightSwings the alabaster moon,Like a big magnolia whiteOn the fragrant heart of June.
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With a broken syrinx there,With bignonia overgrown,Is it Pan in hoof and hair,Or his image carved from stone?
See! her casement's jessamines part,And, with starry blossoms blent,Like the moon she leans—O heart,'Tis another firmament.
SINGS
The dim verbena drugs the duskWith lemon-heavy odours whereThe heliotropes breathe drowsy muskInto the jasmine-dreamy air;The moss-rose bursts its dewy huskAnd spills its attar there.
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The orange at thy casement swingsStar-censers oozing rich perfumes;The clematis, long-petalled, clingsIn clusters of dark purple blooms;With flowers, like moons or sylphide wings,Magnolias light the glooms.
Awake, awake from sleep!Thy balmy hair,Down-fallen, deep on deep,Like blossoms there'—That dew and fragrance weep'—Will fill the night with prayer.Awake, awake from sleep!
And dreaming here it seems to meA dryad's bosom grows confessed,Bright in the moss of yonder tree,That rustles with the murmurous West—
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Or is it but a bloom I see,Round as thy virgin breast?
Through fathomless deeps above are rolledA million feverish worlds, that burst,Like gems, from Heaven's caskets oldOf darkness—fires that throb and thirst;An aloe, showering buds of gold,The night seems, star-immersed.
Unseal, unseal thine eyes!O'er which her rodSleep sways;—and like the skies,That dream and nod,Their starry majestiesWill fill the night with God.Unseal, unseal thine eyes!
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