Sir Charles George Douglas Roberts Face Poems

  • 1.
    Grey rocks, and greyer sea,
       And surf along the shore --
    And in my heart a name
       My lips shall speak no more.
    ...
  • 2.
    O thou who lovest not alone
    The swift success, the instant goal,
    But hast a lenient eye to mark
    The failures of th' inconstant soul,
    ...
  • 3.
    I was spawned from the glacier,
    A thousand miles due north
    Beyond Cape Chidley;
    And the spawning,
    ...
  • 4.
    A brown sad-coloured hillside, where the soil,
    Fresh from the frequent harrow, deep and fine,
    Lies bare; no break in the remote sky-line,
    Save where a flock of pigeons streams aloft,
    ...
  • 5.
    How sweetly on the autumn scene,
    When haws are red amid the green,
    The hawkbit shines with face of cheer,
    The favorite of the faltering year!
    ...
  • 6.
    It is so long ago; and men well-nigh
    Forget what gladness was, and how the earth
    Gave corn in plenty, and the rivers fish,
    And the woods meat, before he went away.
    ...
  • 7.
    Over the tops of the houses
    Twilight and sunset meet.
    The green, diaphanous dusk
    Sinks to the eager street.
    ...
  • 8.
    The great and the little weavers,
    They neither rest nor sleep.
    They work in the height and the glory,
    They toil in the dark and the deep.
    ...
  • 9.
    O thou who hast beneath Thy hand
    The dark foundations of the land,--
    The motion of whose ordered thought
    An instant universe hath wrought,--
    ...
Total 9 Face Poems by Sir Charles George Douglas Roberts

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