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The shore-lark soars to his topmost flight, Sings at the height where morning springs,
What though his voice be lost in the light, The light comes dropping from his wings.
Mount, my soul, and sing at the height Of thy clear flight in the light and the air,
Heard or unheard in the night in the light Sing there!
Sing there!
Duncan Campbell Scott
Duncan Campbell Scott CMG FRSC (August 2, 1862 – December 19, 1947) was a Canadian bureaucrat, poet and prose writer. With Charles G.D. Roberts,
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