The Height Of Land (Duncan Campbell Scott Poems)
Here is the height of land:The watershed on either handGoes down to Hudson BayOr Lake Superior;The stars are up, and ...
Here is the height of land:The watershed on either handGoes down to Hudson BayOr Lake Superior;The stars are up, and ...
Let that time a thousand moneths endure,Which brings from heaven the sweet and silver showers,And joys the earth (of comfort ...
(As Austin Dobson might have written it)Their pail they must fill In a crystalline springlet,Brave Jack and fair Jill.Their pail ...
Strong extreme speed, that the brain hurries with, Further than trees, and hedges, and green grass Whitened by distance,-further than ...
Now hath the summer reached her golden close,And, lost amid her corn-fields, bright of soul,Scarcely perceives from her divine reposeHow ...
(ADDRESSED TO CERTAIN FRIENDLY TRAMPS.)IThe wind is East, the wind is West,Blows in and out of haven;The wind that blows ...
Through throats where many rivers meet, the curlews cry,Under the conceiving moon, on the high chalk hill,And there this night ...
I My turn to embark. A steep gangplank expects me. An obedient child, I follow my father down. It happens ...
"Let go aft" . . . and out she slides, Pitching when she meets the tides . . . She ...
You know what it is to be born alone, Baby tortoise! The first day to heave your feet little by ...
Up attic, Lucas Harrison, God rest his frugal bones, once kept a tidy account by knifecut of some long-gone harvest. ...
Robin Hood's mother, these twelve years now, Has been gone from her earthly home; And Robin has paid, he scarce ...
Eight straight ain't it great A nation in joy because of our boys Won in strong fashion with luck, pitching ...
I'll tell you the story of Jonah, A really remarkable tale; A peaceful and humdrum existence he had Until one ...
Ye flags of Piccadilly, Where I posted up and down, And wished myself so often Well away from you and ...
A Child's Story Hamelin Town's in Brunswick, By famous Hanover city; The river Weser, deep and wide, Washes its wall ...
NOT alone those camps of white, O soldiers, When, as order'd forward, after a long march, Footsore and weary, soon ...
Here is the height of land: The watershed on either hand Goes down to Hudson Bay Or Lake Superior; The ...
REMEMBRANCE for a great man is this. The newsies are pitching pennies. And on the copper disk is the man's ...
I I dream of journeys repeatedly: Of flying like a bat deep into a narrowing tunnel Of driving alone, without ...
Fanaticism?No.Writing is exciting and baseball is like writing. You can never tell with either how it will go or what ...
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