English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. A Blown Rose. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.

Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн)

A Blown Rose

    Lay but a finger on
     That pallid petal sweet,
    It trembles gray and wan
     Beneath the passing feet.

    But soft! blown rose, we know
     A merriment of bloom,
    A life of sturdy glow, -
     But no such dear perfume.

    As some good bard, whose page
     Of life with beauty's fraught,
    Grays on to ripe old age
     Sweet-mellowed through with thought.

    So when his hoary head
     Is wept into the tomb,
    The mind, which is not dead,
     Sheds round it rare perfume.

Madison Julius Cawein’s other poems:

1. After a Night of Rain
2. Annisquam
3. At the Ferry
4. Baby Mary
5. Before the End

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