TO
MY MOTHER
CONTENTS
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| [A LITTLE SONG] | |
| The sunset in the rosy west, | [1] |
| [THE HILL PATH] | |
| Are the little breezes blind, | [2] |
| [THE VOICE AND THE DUSK] | |
| The slender moon and one pale star, | [5] |
| [FOR REMEMBRANCE] | |
| It would be sweet to think when we are old, | [7] |
| [THE MESSAGE] | |
| Wind of the gentle summer night, | [8] |
| [THE SILENCE OF LOVE] | |
| My heart would need the earth, | [10] |
| [AN IMPROMPTU] | |
| The stars are in the ebon sky, | [11] |
| [FROM THE FARM ON THE HILL] | |
| The night wind moves the gloom, | [13] |
| [AT SCARBORO’ BEACH] | |
| The wave is over the foaming reef, | [15] |
| [THE FIFTEENTH OF APRIL] | |
| Pallid saffron glows the broken stubble, | [17] |
| [IN AN OLD QUARRY] | |
| Above the lifeless pools the mist films swim, | [19] |
| [TO WINTER] | |
| Come, O thou conqueror of the flying year, | [20] |
| [TO WINTER] | |
| Come, O thou season of intense repose, | [21] |
| [THE IDEAL] | |
| Let your soul grow a thing apart, | [22] |
| [A SUMMER STORM] | |
| Last night a storm fell on the world, | [23] |
| [LIFE AND DEATH] | |
| I thought of death beside the lonely sea, | [25] |
| [IN THE COUNTRY CHURCHYARD] | |
| This is the acre of unfathomed rest, | [26] |
| [SONG] | |
| I have done, | [32] |
| [THE MAGIC HOUSE] | |
| In her chamber, wheresoe’er, | [33] |
| [IN THE HOUSE OF DREAMS] | |
| The lady Lillian knelt upon the sward, | [36] |
| [THE RIVER TOWN] | |
| There’s a town where shadows run, | [38] |
| [OFF THE ISLE AUX COUDRES] | |
| The moon, Capella, and the Pleiades, | [40] |
| [AT LES EBOULEMENTS] | |
| The bay is set with ashy sails, | [41] |
| [ABOVE ST. IRÉNÉE] | |
| I rested on the breezy height, | [42] |
| [WRITTEN IN A. LAMPMAN’S POEMS] | |
| When April moved in maiden guise, | [45] |
| [OFF RIVIÈRE DU LOUP] | |
| O ship incoming from the sea, | [48] |
| [AT THE CEDARS] | |
| You had two girls—Baptiste— | [50] |
| [THE END OF THE DAY] | |
| I hear the bells at eventide, | [54] |
| [THE REED-PLAYER] | |
| By a dim shore where water darkening, | [56] |
| [A FLOCK OF SHEEP] | |
| Over the field the bright air clings and tingles, | [58] |
| [A PORTRAIT] | |
| All her hair is softly set, | [60] |
| [AT THE LATTICE] | |
| Good-night, Marie, I kiss thine eyes, | [63] |
| [THE FIRST SNOW] | |
| The field pools gathered into frosted lace, | [64] |
| [IN NOVEMBER] | |
| The ruddy sunset lies, | [66] |
| [THE SLEEPER] | |
| Touched with some divine repose, | [68] |
| [A NIGHT IN JUNE] | |
| The world is heated seven times, | [70] |
| [MEMORY] | |
| I see a schooner in the bay, | [72] |
| [YOUTH AND TIME] | |
| Move not so lightly, Time, away, | [73] |
| [A MEMORY OF THE ‘INFERNO’] | |
| An hour before the dawn I dreamed of you, | [74] |
| [LA BELLE FERONIÈRE,] | |
| I never trod where Leonardo was, | [75] |
| [A NOVEMBER DAY] | |
| There are no clouds above the world, | [76] |
| [OTTAWA] | |
| City about whose brow the north winds blow, | [78] |
| [SONG] | |
| Here’s the last rose, | [79] |
| [NIGHT AND THE PINES] | |
| Here in the pine shade is the nest of night, | [80] |
| [A NIGHT IN MARCH] | |
| At eve the fiery sun went forth, | [82] |
| [SEPTEMBER] | |
| The morns are grey with haze and faintly cold, | [86] |
| [BY THE WILLOW SPRING] | |
| Come hither, Care, and look on this fair place, | [87] |