#CanadianWriters
An uphill path, sun-gleams between… Where every beam that broke the le… Lit other hills with fairer ways t… Some clustered graves where half o… And one grim Shadow creeping ever…
Scarlet coats, and crash o’ the ba… The grey of a pauper’s gown, A soldier’s grave in Zululand, And a woman in Brecon Town. My little lad for a soldier boy,
The earth grows white with harvest… The sickles gleam, until the darkn… Her web of silence o’er the thankf… Of reapers bringing home the golde… The wave tops whiten on the sea fi…
In Flanders fields the poppies bl… Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sk… The larks, still bravely singing,… Scarce heard amid the guns below.
I saw a city filled with lust and… Where men, like wolves, slunk thro… And sudden, in the midst of it, th… One who spoke boldly for the cause… And speaking, fell before that bru…
At the drowsy dusk when the shadow… From the golden west, where the su… An angel mused: “Is there good o… In the mad world’s heart, since on… ‘Round the cross a mid-day twiligh…
-1908 Of old, like Helen, guerdon of th… Like Helen fair, like Helen light… “The spoils unto the conquerors be… Who winneth me must win me by the…
If night should come and find me a… When all Life’s day I had, tho’ f… And shallow furrows, cleft in ston… Were all my labour: Shall I coun… If only one poor gleaner, weak of…
“. . . with two other priests; the… and was buried by the shores of th… Chronicle. “Nay, grieve not that ye can no ho… To these poor bones that presently…
There stands a hostel by a travell… Life is the road and Death the wo… Each guest he greets, nor ever lac… “How have ye fared?” They answer… “This lodging place is other than…
“. . . defeated, with great loss.” Not we the conquered! Not to us… Of them that flee, of them that ba… Nor ours the shout of victory, the… Of them that vanquish in a stricke…
My lover died a century ago, Her dear heart stricken by my slan… Wherefore the Gods forbade that I… The peace of death. Men pass my grave, and say, “'Twe…
“Delicta juventutis et ignorantius… I left, to earth, a little maiden… With locks of gold, and eyes that… I prayed that God might have her… And sight.
“What I spent I had; what I save… But yesterday the tourney, all the… The waving of the banners, and the… The clash of sword and harness, an… To-night begin the silence and the…
One spake amid the nations, “Let… From darkening with strife the fai… We who are great in war be great i… No longer let us plead the cause b… But from a million British graves…
