Poems

Afoot Comes the lure of green things growing, Comes the call of waters flowing – And the wayfarer desire Moves and wakes and would be going. […]

All Night the Lone Cicada All night the lone cicada Kept shrilling through the rain– A voice of joy undaunted By unforgotten pain. Down from the […]

An April Adoration Sang the sun rise on an amber morn – “Earth, be glad! An April day is born. “Winter’s done, and April’s in the […]

An Epitaph for a Husbandman He who would start and rise Before the crowing cocks, — No more he lifts his eyes, Whoever knocks. He who […]

At the Gates of Spring With April here, And first thin green on the awakening bough, What wonderful things and dear, My tired heart to cheer, […]

Ave! (An Ode for the Shelley Centenary, 1892) I O tranquil meadows, grassy Tantramar, Wide marshes ever washed in clearest air, Whether beneath the sole and […]

Bat, Bat, Come Under my Hat (A Modernity) Twelve good friends Passed under her hat, And devil a one of them Knew where he was at. […]

Cambrai and Marne Before our trenches at Cambrai We saw their columns cringe away. We saw their masses melt and reel Before our line of leaping […]

Canada O Child of Nations, giant-limbed, Who stand’st among the nations now Unheeded, unadored, unhymned, With unanointed brow, — How long the ignoble sloth, how long […]

Canadian Streams O rivers rolling to the sea From lands that bear the maple-tree, How swell your voices with the strain Of loyalty and liberty! A […]