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 | The poems of Madison Cawein |  |
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EVASION
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Why do I love you, who have never givenMy heart encouragement or any cause?
Is it because, as earth is held of heaven,
Your soul holds mine by some mysterious laws?
Perhaps, unseen of me, within your eyes
The answers lies.
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From your sweet lips no word hath ever fallenTo tell my heart its love is not in vain—
The bee that woos the flow'r hath honey and pollen
To cheer him on and bring him back again:
But what have I, your other friends above,
To feed my love?
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Still, still you are my dream and my desire;Your love is an allurement and a dare
Set for attainment, like a shining spire,
Far, far above me in the starry air:
And gazing upward, 'gainst the hope of hope,
I breast the slope.
| The poems of Madison Cawein | |