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Poem by Madison Julius Cawein


Now to my lips lift then some opiate
Of black forgetfulness! while in thy gaze
Still lures the loveless beauty that betrays,
And in thy mouth the music that is hate.
No promise more hast thou to make me wait;
No smile to cozen my sick heart with praise!
Far, far behind thee stretch laborious days,
And far before thee, labors soon and late.
Thine is the fen-fire that we deem a star,
Flying before us, ever fugitive,
Thy mocking policy still holds afar:
And thine the voice, to which our longings give
Hope's siren face, that speaks us sweet and fair,
Only to lead us captives to Despair.

Madison Julius Cawein

Madison Julius Cawein's other poems:
  1. Face to Face
  2. The Town Witch
  3. The Puritans' Christmas
  4. The Hills
  5. Spring on the Hills

Poems of the other poets with the same name:

  • Robert Herrick Ambition ("In man, ambition is the commonТst thing")
  • Edward Thomas Ambition ("Unless it was that day I never knew")
  • Robert Service Ambition ("They brought the mighty chief to town")

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