A collection of quotes by Madison Cawein, from The Land of.
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Why will we struggle to attain, and strive, When all we gain is but an empty dream?--Better, unto my thinking, doth it seemTo end it all and let who will survive;To find at last all beauty is but dust;That love and sorrow are the very same;That joy is only suffering's sweeter name;And sense is but the synonym of lust.Far better, yea, to me it seems to die;To set glad lips against the lips of Death--The only thing God gives that comforteth,The only thing we do not find a lie.http://www.gutenberg.org/files/16535/16535-8.txt
Madison Cawein, from The Land of
