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 ...
February 23, 1921. Read at Hart House Theatre before the University of Toronto. The Muse is stern unto her favoured ...
Far in the east the rain-clouds sweep and harry, Down the long haggard hills, formless and low,Far in the west ...
At Bethlehem upon the hill, The day was done, the night was nigh,The dusk was deep and had its will,The ...
CHARACTERSThe Father. The Child. Death. Angels. Two Travellers. * ...
This is the land!It lies outstretched a vision of delight,Bent like a shield between the silver seasIt flashes back the ...
With a golden rolling sound Booming came a bell,From the aery in the towerEagles fell;So with regal wings Hurled, and ...
Now the November skies,And the clouds that are thin and gray,That drop with the wind away;A flood of sunlight rolls,In ...
Veil-like and beautifulGathered the dutiful Mist in the night,True to the messaging,Dreamful and presaging Vapour and light.Ghostly and ...
Here at the roots of the mountains,Between the sombre legions of cedars and tamaracks,The rapids charge the ravine:A little light, ...
Here in the inmost of the master's heartThis violet crisp with early dewHas come to leave her beauty and to ...
Set within a desert lone, Circled by an arid sea,Stands a figure carved in stone, Where ...
With a golden rolling sound Booming came a bell, From the aery in the tower Eagles fell; So with regal ...
Now the November skies, And the clouds that are thin and gray, That drop with the wind away; A flood ...
The Muse is stern unto her favoured sons, Giving to some the keys of all the joy Of the green ...
Set within a desert lone, Circled by an arid sea, Stands a figure carved in stone, Where a fountain used ...
Here at the roots of the mountains, Between the sombre legions of cedars and tamaracks, The rapids charge the ravine: ...
Here in the inmost of the master's heart This violet crisp with early dew Has come to leave her beauty ...
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