Susan Frances Harrison
Susan Frances Harrison Poems
- Catharine Plouffe THIS grey-haired spinster, Catharine ...
- Benedict Brosse HALE, and though sixty, without a stoop, ...
- In March HERE on the wide waste lands, Take– child–these ...
- St. Jean B'Ptiste 'TIS the day of the blessed St. Jean ...
- Petite Ste. Rosalie FATHER Couture loves a fricassee, ...
- Les Chantiers FOR know, my girl, there is always the axe ...
- Danger WELL! Let him sleep! Time enough to awake When ...
Susan Frances Harrison née Riley (a.k.a. Seranus) was a Canadian poet, novelist, music critic and music composer who lived and worked in Ottawa and Toronto.
Susie Frances Riley was born in Toronto of Irish-Canadian ancestry, the daughter of John Byron Riley. She studied music with Frederic Boscovitz, at a private school for girls in Toronto, and later in Montreal. She reportedly began publishing poetry, in the Canadian Illustrated News, at 16 under the pseudonym "Medusa." After completing her education, she worked as a pianist and singer. In 1880 she married organist John W. F. Harrison, of Bristol, England, who was the organist of St. George's Church in ... more »
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THIS grey-haired spinster, Catharine Plouffe–
Observe her, a contrast to convent chits,
At her spinning wheel, in the room in the roof.
Yet there are those who believe that the hoof
Of a horse is nightly heard as she knits–
This grey-haired spinster, Catharine Plouffe–
Stockings of fabulous warp and woof,
And that old Benedict's black pipe she permits
At her spinning wheel, in the room in the roof,
For thirty years. So the gossip. A proof
Of her constant heart? Nay. No one twits
This grey-haired spinster, Catharine Plouffe;