Charles Heavysege

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Charles Heavysege Poems

Secrets Of The Heart

Open, my heart, thy ruddy valves;
It is thy master calls;
Let me go down, and, curious, trace
Thy labyrinthine halls.

The Infinite

The day was lingering in the pale north-
And night was hanging o'er my head-
Night, where a myriad stars were spread;

Childhood Alone Is Glad

Childhood alone is glad. With it time flees
In constant mimes and bright festivities.
It, like the ever-restless butterfly,


Hushed in a calm beyond mine utterance,
See in the western sky the evening spread;
Suspended in its pale, serene expanse,

Conscious Madness (Extract From Saul)

What ails me? what impels me on, until
The big drops fall from off my brow? Whence comes
This strange affliction?--Oh, thus to the driven

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Charles Heavysege (May 2, 1816 – July 14, 1876) was a Canadian poet and dramatist. "He was one of the first serious poets to emerge in Canada, and his play Saul was hailed on its appearance as the greatest verse drama in English since the time of Shakespeare."

Born in Huddersfield, Yorkshire, England, Heavysege emigrated to Montreal in 1853 wher ...

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