Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн)
Youth
I Morn's mystic rose is reddening on the hills, Dawn's irised nautilus makes glad the sea; There is a lyre of flame that throbs and fills Far heaven and earth with hope's wild ecstasy.-- With lilied field and grove, Haunts of the turtle-dove, Here is the land of Love. II The chariot of the noon makes blind the blue As towards the goal his burning axle glares; There is a fiery trumpet thrilling through Wide heaven and earth with deeds of one who dares.-- With peaks of splendid name, Wrapped round with astral flame, Here is the land of Fame. III The purple priesthood of the evening waits With golden pomp within the templed skies; There is a harp of worship at the gates Of heaven and earth that bids the soul arise.-- With columned cliffs and long Vales, music breathes among, Here is the land of Song. IV Moon-crowned, the epic of the night unrolls Its starry utterance o'er height and deep; There is a voice of beauty at the souls Of heaven and earth that lulls the heart asleep.-- With storied woods and streams, Where marble glows and gleams, Here is the land of Dreams.
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