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10 > Page 10 of Blooms of the berry / Madison Julius Cawein.

BLOOMS OF THE BERRY As if some woodland Bacchus there A-braiding of his yellow hair Wit'h ivy-to] had idly tost His thvrsus there, and so had lost. Low blood root with its pallid bloom, The red lift of its mother's womb Through all its ardent pulses fine Beating in scarlet veins of wine. And where the knotty eyes of trees Stare wide. like Fauns' at Dryades That lave smooth limbs in founts of spar, Shines mary a wild-flower's tender star. II. The scumnmy pond sleeps lazily, Clid thick with lilies, and the bee Reels boisterous as a Bassarid Above the bloated green frog hid In lush wa 1 calamus and grass, Beside the water's stagnant glass. The piebald dragon-fly, like one A-weary of the world and sun, Ccmes blir dly blundering along, A pedagogue, gaunt, lean, and long, Large-heac ed naturalist with wvise, Great, glar'ng goggles on his eyes. And dry aid hot the fragrant mint Pours grateful odors without stint 10