2016년 8월 28일 일요일

The Magic House and Other Poems 1

The Magic House and Other Poems 1


The Magic House and Other Poems
Author: Duncan Campbell Scott
 
CONTENTS PAGE
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
 
 
 
 
A LITTLE SONG
 
 
The sunset in the rosy west
Burned soft and high;
A shore-lark fell like a stone to his nest
In the waving rye.
 
A wind came over the garden beds
From the dreamy lawn,
The pansies nodded their purple heads,
The poppies began to yawn.
 
One pansy said: It is only sleep,
Only his gentle breath:
But a rose lay strewn in a snowy heap,
For the rose it was only death.
 
Heigho, we’ve only one life to live,
And only one death to die:
Good-morrow, new world, have you nothing to give?--
Good-bye, old world, good-bye.   

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