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Poem by Madison Julius Cawein


Robert Browning


Master of human harmonies, where gong
And harp and violin and flute accord;
Each instrument confessing you its lord,
Within the deathless orchestra of Song.
Albeit at times your music may sound wrong
To our dulled senses, and its meaning barred
To Earth's slow understanding, never marred
Your message brave: clear, and of trumpet tongue.
Poet-revealer, who, both soon and late,
Within an age of doubt kept clean your faith,
Crying your cry of"With the world all's well!"
How shall we greet you from our low estate,
Keys in the keyboard that is life and death,
The organ whence we hear your music swell?



Madison Julius Cawein


Madison Julius Cawein's other poems:
  1. The Coward
  2. Dead Sea Fruit
  3. The Gladiolas
  4. The Boy in the Rain
  5. The Eve of All-Saints


Poems of the other poets with the same name:

  • Henry Van Dyke Robert Browning ("How blind the toil that burrows like the mole")

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