Poems by Archibald Lampman
War
... War to man! Where a northern river charges ...
Love-Wonder
... Gleams like a crown, whose eyes are like a prayer ...
The Little HandMaiden
... " said he, "For, North or South, I have never beheld ...
The Woodcutter's Hut
... bear. And only the stars are above him at night, and the trees that creak and ...
The Return of the Year
... Dead thoughts revive, and he that heeds ...
Song
... When leaping thought had stirred them, ...
Freedom
... Whose souls, that were sprung from the earth in her morning, ...
An Old Lesson From The Fields
... Oh, light, I cried, and, heaven, with all your blue, ...
April Night
... Aye with blown throats that make the long hours sweet, ...
Among The Millet
... They called you sheep, the sky your sward, ...
The Martyrs
... Of strength or help, so cast them forth, and threw ...
April
... The old year's cloaking of brown leaves, that bind ...
The Dog
... But whisked and snuffed a little as we eyed him ...
A Prayer
... Something of all they freshness and thy light, ...
Midsummer Night
... for we Were sore athirst, and had great need of thee, ...
