The Poems of Madison Cawein, Volume 4 (of 5)

Not while I live may I forget That garden which my spirit trod! Where dreams were flowers, wild and wet, And beautiful as God. Not while I breathe, awake, adream, Shall live again for me those hours, When, in its mystery and gleam, I met her ‘mid the flowers. Eyes, talismanic heliotrope, Beneath

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