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New poems by Madison Cawein

Cawein, Madison Julius (1865-1914)

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THE MISTY MID-REGION

‘THAT NIGHT WHEN I CAME TO THE GRANGE’

THE ANGEL WITH THE BOOK

THE OLD GATE MADE OF PICKETS

A GHOST AND A DREAM

THE WOOD THRUSH

ONE WHO LOVED NATURE

A SONG OF THE ROAD

AFTER AUTUMN RAIN

GARDEN AND GARDENER

A PRAYER FOR OLD AGE

HAUNTERS OF THE SILENCE

SOUNDS AND SIGHTS

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‘SOME RECKON TIME BY STARS’

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IN OLD NEW ENGLAND

THE NORTH SHORE

BY THE ANNISQUAM

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SILHOUETTES AND SONNETS

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RIDERS IN THE NIGHT

THE RAID

IN BLACK AND RED

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[There was a man rode into town one day]

[They said he'd sold tobacco; and he knew]

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THE MOUNTAIN-STILL

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IN THE MOUNTAINS

SONG OF THE NIGHT-RIDERS

THE VILLAGE MISER

THE INFANTICIDE

THE HERB-GATHERER

THE BOY IN THE RAIN

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[This is the place where visions come to dance]

[Here is the place where Lovliness keeps house]

[The road winds upward under whispering trees]

[Keep it, O dim recorders of grey years]

THE GOLDEN HOUR

AFTER A NIGHT OF RAIN

A MIDSUMMER DAY

THE CLOSE OF SUMMER

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MUTATIS MUTANDIS

DEATH AND THE FOOL

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THE RAID

Rain and black night. Beneath the covered bridge
The rushing Fork that roars among its rocks.
Nothing is out.—Nothing?—What's that which blocks
The long grey road upon the rain-swept ridge?
A horseman! No! A mask! As hewn from jet
With ready gun he waits and sentinels
The open way. Far off he hears wild bells;
And now a signal shrills through wind and wet.

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Was that the thunder, or the rushing stream?
The tunnel of the bridge throbs with mad hoofs;
Now its black throat pours out a midnight cloud—
Riders! behind whom steadily a gleam
Grows to a glare that silhouettes dark roofs,
Whence armed Pursuit gathers and gallops loud.