 | The poems of Madison Cawein |  |
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REMEMBERED
Here in the dusk I picture it again,
Her face, as 't was before she fell asleep:
Renunciation glorifying pain
Of her soul's inmost deep.
Her face, as 't was before she fell asleep:
Renunciation glorifying pain
Of her soul's inmost deep.
I shall not see its like again! the brow
Of marble, that the fair hair aureoled,—
Like some pale lily in the afterglow,—
With supernatural gold.
Of marble, that the fair hair aureoled,—
Like some pale lily in the afterglow,—
With supernatural gold.
As if a rose should speak and, somehow heard
Thro' some strange sense, the unembodied sound
Grow visible, her mouth was as a word
A sweet thought falters round.
Thro' some strange sense, the unembodied sound
Grow visible, her mouth was as a word
A sweet thought falters round.
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So do I still remember eyes imbued
With far reflections—as the stars suggest
The silence, purity, and solitude
Of infinite peace and rest.
With far reflections—as the stars suggest
The silence, purity, and solitude
Of infinite peace and rest.
She was my all. I loved her as men love
A high desire, religion, an ideal—
The meaning purpose in the loss whereof
God shall alone reveal.
A high desire, religion, an ideal—
The meaning purpose in the loss whereof
God shall alone reveal.
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