Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн)

The Quarrel

Could I divine how her gray eyes
Gat such cold haughtiness of skies;

How, some wood-flower's shadow brown,
Dimmed her fair forehead's wrath a frown;

How, rippled sunshine blown thro' air,
Tossed scorn her eloquence of hair;

How to a folded bud again
She drew her blossomed lips' disdain;

Naught deigning save eyes' utterance,
Star-words, which quicker reach the sense;

Then, afterwards, how melted there
The austere woman to one tear;

Then were I wise to know how grew
This star-stained miracle of blue,
How God makes wild flowers out of dew.

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

Poems of other poets with the same name (Стихотворения других поэтов с таким же названием):

  • Eleanor Farjeon (Элинор Фарджон) The Quarrel (“I quarreled with my brother”)
  • Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) The Quarrel (“Our quarrel seemed a giant thing”)




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