Sir Charles GD Roberts


Sir Charles GD Roberts Poems

1. The Herring Weir 1/3/2003
2. Philander's Song 1/3/2003
3. Bat, Bat, Come Under My Hat 1/3/2003
4. An Epitaph For A Husbandman 1/3/2003
5. O Earth, Sufficing All Our Needs 1/3/2003
6. The Departing Of Gluskâp 1/3/2003
7. Monition 1/3/2003
8. The Salt Flats 1/3/2003
9. The Great And Little Weavers 1/3/2003
10. Ave! (An Ode For The Shelley Centennary, 1892) 1/3/2003
11. The Frosted Pane 1/3/2003
12. The Potato Harvest 1/3/2003
13. The Clearing 1/3/2003
14. Twilight On Sixth Avenue At Ninth Street 1/3/2003
15. Tantramar Revisited 1/3/2003
16. The Cow Pasture 1/3/2003
17. Canadian Streams 1/3/2003
18. Canada 1/3/2003
19. In An Old Barn 1/3/2003
20. The Autumn Thistles 1/3/2003
21. The Iceberg 1/3/2003
22. The Skater 1/3/2003
23. The Solitary Woodsman 1/3/2003

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The Solitary Woodsman

When the grey lake-water rushes
Past the dripping alder-bushes,
And the bodeful autumn wind
In the fir-tree weeps and hushes, --
When the air is sharply damp
Round the solitary camp,
And the moose-bush in the thicket
Glimmers like a scarlet lamp, --
When the birches twinkle yellow,
And the cornel bunches mellow,
And the owl across the twilight
Trumpets to his downy fellow, --

When the nut-fed chipmunks romp
Through the maples' crimson pomp,
And the slim viburnum flushes
In the darkness of the swamp, --

When the blueberries are ...

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The Herring Weir

Back to the green deeps of the outer bay
The red and amber currents glide and cringe,
Diminishing behind a luminous fringe
Of cream-white surf and wandering wraiths of spray.
Stealthily, in the old reluctant way,
The red flats are uncovered, mile on mile,
To glitter in the sun a golden while.
Far down the flats, a phantom sharply grey,
The herring weir emerges, quick with spoil.

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