Lines In Memory Of Edmund Morris (Duncan Campbell Scott Poems)
Dear Morris--here is your letter--Can my answer reach you now?Fate has left me your debtor,You will remember how;For I went ...
Dear Morris--here is your letter--Can my answer reach you now?Fate has left me your debtor,You will remember how;For I went ...
Here is the height of land:The watershed on either handGoes down to Hudson BayOr Lake Superior;The stars are up, and ...
At Bethlehem upon the hill, The day was done, the night was nigh,The dusk was deep and had its will,The ...
Rufus Gale speaks--1852Yes,--in the Lincoln Militia,--in the war of eighteen-twelve;Many's the day I've had since then to dig and delve--But ...
CHARACTERSThe Father. The Child. Death. Angels. Two Travellers. * ...
Sun on the mountain,Shade in the valley,Ripple and lightnessLeaping along the world,Sun, like a gold swordPlucked from the scabbard,Striking the ...
(Aetat Six)Now every night we light the grateAnd I sit up till _really_ late;My Father sits upon the right,My Mother ...
I Once in the winter Out on a lake In the heart of the north-land, Far ...
This is the land!It lies outstretched a vision of delight,Bent like a shield between the silver seasIt flashes back the ...
HERE Morris, on the plains that we have loved,Think of the death of Akoose, fleet of foot,Who, in his prime, ...
(The refrain is quoted by Edward Fitzgerald inone of his letters)IGrowing, growing, all the glory going;Flashing out of fire and ...
Here where the cypress tallShadows the stucco wall, Bronze and deep,Where the chrysanthemums blow,And the roses--blood and snow-- ...
Tossed like a falcon from the hunter's wrist,A sweeping plunge, a sudden shattering noise,And thou hast dared, with a long ...
THE slender moon and one pale star, A rose leaf and a silver beeFrom some god's garden blown afar, Go ...
Gather the leaves from the forest And blow them over the world,The wind of winter follows The wind of autumn ...
Some men are born to gather women's tears, To give a harbour to their timorous fears, To take them as ...
Some men are born to gather women's tears, To give a harbour to their timorous fears, To take them as ...
I Once in the winter Out on a lake In the heart of the north-land, Far from the Fort And ...
Sun on the mountain, Shade in the valley, Ripple and lightness Leaping along the world, Sun, like a gold sword ...
Here is the height of land: The watershed on either hand Goes down to Hudson Bay Or Lake Superior; The ...
Tossed like a falcon from the hunter's wrist, A sweeping plunge, a sudden shattering noise, And thou hast dared, with ...
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