Alan Sullivan Poems
- Brébeuf And Lalemant Came Jean Brébeuf from Rennes, in ...
- The Little Street Listen. The clop of wooden soles still ...
- Came Those Who Saw And Loved H... Came those who saw and loved...
- The Kite Upon the liquid tide of air It swayed beside a ...
- Prospice The ancient and the lovely land Is sown with ...
- Suppliant Grant me, dear Lord, the alchemy of toil, Clean ...
Edward Alan Sullivan was a Canadian poet and author of short stories.
Born in St. George's Rectory, Montreal, Alan Sullivan was the oldest son of Edward Sullivan and Frances Mary Renaud. In 1869, his father became rector of Trinity Church, Chicago. The family moved to the city in 1871, and thus witnessed the Great Chicago Fire. When he was 15, Alan began attending Loretto in Musselburgh, Scotland, a famous school for boys.
On his return to Canada, he attended the School of Practical Science, Toronto. After this he did railway exploration work in the West, and later worked in mining. He was assistant engineer in the Clergue enterprises at Sault Ste. ... more »
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Brébeuf And Lalemant
Came Jean Brébeuf from Rennes, in Normandy,
To preach the written word in Sainte Marie–
The Ajax of the Jesuit enterprise:
Huge, dominant and bold–augustly wise.
The zealot's flame deep in the hot brown eyes
That glowed with strange and holy whisperings,
And searched the stars, and caught angelic wings
Beating through visions of mysterious things.
Once, in the sky, a cross and martyr's crown
Hung o'er the squalor of the Huron town.
And spectres, armed with javelin and sword,
Foreshadowed the dread army of the Lord;
But, onward through the forest, to his ...