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Born in January 10, 1860 / Died in November 26, 1943 / Canada / English

Poems by Sir Charles George Douglas Roberts

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Ave! (An Ode for the Shelley Centenary, 1892)

... Till the slow signs recede,And ominously scarlet dawns afarThe day he leads his legions forth to war ...

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Bat, Bat, Come Under my Hat

... e had been poorer,And laughter unsurer,And the shadow of death securer,By lack of this brief history ...

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Canada

... e With strangers housed, in stranger lands, --And some Canadian lips are dumb Beneath Egyptian sands ...

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The Cow Pasture

... want stirs, when the soul's cravings urge, The strong earth strengthens, and the clean heavens purge ...

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The Departing of Gluskâp

... beast a strangeNew tongue! Then rose they all and fled apart,Nor met again in council from that day ...

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An Epitaph for a Husbandman

... een, growing things Lean kindly to his sleep, --White roots and wandering strings, Closer they creep ...

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The Frosted Pane

... And fugitives of grass, --White spirits loosed from bonds of mortal birth, He drew them on the glass ...

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The Great and Little Weavers

... the high dream summon in vain, --For the great and the little weaversAre weaving in heart and brain ...

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The Herring Weir

... e old reluctant way, The red flats are uncovered, mile on mile, To glitter in the sun a golden while ...

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The Iceberg

... many coloured light,And I breathed up my soul into the airAnd merged forever in the all-solvent sea ...

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In an Old Barn

... Forget the snows that whelm their pasture streams,The frost that bites the world beyond their walls ...

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Monition

... with startled eyes And hurried on their way,As if they had been called, and told How brief their day ...

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O Earth, Sufficing All our Needs

... lindness have I been, Not comprehending what your tender calls,Veiled promises and reassurance, mean ...

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Philander's Song

... y the gay, delicious measureI mused that lips were made for love, And love to charm a poet's leisure ...

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The Potato Harvest

... flyIn from the wide flats where the spent tides mournTo yon their rocking roosts in pines wind-torn ...