Madison Julius Cawein



Music And Sleep

by Madison Julius Cawein

These have a life that hath no part in death;
These circumscribe the soul and make it strong;
Between the breathing of a dream and song,
Building a world of beauty in a breath.
Unto the heart the voice of this one saith
Ideals, its emotions live among;
Unto the mind the other speaks a tongue
Of visions, where the guess, we christen faith,
May face the fact of immortality --
As may a rose its unembodied scent,
Or star its own reflected radiance.
We do not know these save unconsciously,
To whose mysterious shadows God hath lent
No certain shape, no certain countenance.


The Garden Of Dreams
Copyright 1896
John P. Morton & Company, Louisville
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