Can Such Things Be?
Meseemed that while she played, while lightly yet Her fingers fell, as roses bloom by bloom, I listened dead within a mighty room Of some old palace where great casements let Gaunt moonlight in, that glimpsed a parapet Of statued marble: in the arrased gloom Majestic pictures towered, dim as doom, The dreams of Titian and of Tintoret. And then, it seemed, along a corridor, A mile of oak, a stricken footstep came, Hurrying, yet slow I thought long centuries Passed ere she entered she, I loved of yore, For whom I died, who wildly wailed my name And bent and kissed me on the mouth and eyes.
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"Meseemed that while she played, while lightly yet..."
This evocative piece by Madison Julius Cawein, titled "Can Such Things Be?", represents a masterful exploration of classic. The lines capture a profound emotional resonance... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...