This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1889 edition. Excerpt: ...above, So white, hushed, and holy, Folding the city Like the great pity Of God in His love; Sent down out of heaven On its sorrow and crime, Blotting them, folding them Under its rime. Fluttering, rustling, Soft as a breath, The whisper of leaves, The low pinions of death, Or the voice of the dawning, When day ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1889 edition. Excerpt: ...above, So white, hushed, and holy, Folding the city Like the great pity Of God in His love; Sent down out of heaven On its sorrow and crime, Blotting them, folding them Under its rime. Fluttering, rustling, Soft as a breath, The whisper of leaves, The low pinions of death, Or the voice of the dawning, When day has its birth, Is the music of silence It makes to the earth. Thus down out of heaven, Frost-kissed And wind-driven, Flake upon flake, Over forest and lake, Cometh the snow. CANADIAN FOLKSONG. The doors are shut, the windows fast; Outside the gust is driving past, Outside the shivering ivy clings, While on the hob the kettle sings. Margery, Margery, make the tea, Singeth the kettle merrily. The streams are hushed up where they flowed, The ponds are frozen along the road, The cattle are housed in shed and byre, While singeth the kettle on the fire. Margery, Margery, make the tea, Singeth the kettle merrily. The fisherman on the bay in his boat Shivers and buttons up his coat; The traveller stops at the tavern door, And the kettle answers the chimney's roar. Margery, Margery, make the tea, Singeth the kettle merrily. The firelight dances upon the wall, Footsteps are heard in the outer hall; A kiss and a welcome that fill the room, And the kettle sings in the glimmer and gloom. Margery, Margery, make the tea, Singeth the kettle merrily. TO A ROBIN IN NOVEMBER. Sweet, sweet, and the soft listening heaven reels In one blue ecstasy above thy song. In the red heart of all the opening year, In the hushed murmur of low dreaming fields Hung under heaven 'twixt dim blue and blue; Where the young Summer, purpled and pearled in dew, Mirrors herself in June, and knows no wrong. Sweet, sweet, throwing thy lack of fear Back to the heart of God, till heaven...
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