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Stevie, we were free,
Stevie, you and me,
On that golden day,
Was it ’68

I am back from up the country — very sorry that I went — Seeking for the Southern poets' land whereon to pitch my tent;
I have lost a lot of idols, which were broken on the track,
Burnt a lot of fancy verses, and I'm glad that I am back<...

I s'pose mos'ev'ry body t'ink hees job's about de hardes' From de boss man on de Guvernement to poor man on de
From de curé to de lawyer, an' de farmer to de school boy An' all de noder feller was mak' de worl' go roun'
But dere 's wan m...

Oh
knew he but his happiness, of
The happiest he, who, far from public rage,
Deep in the vale, with a choice few

TH which has known so many passages Of April air, so many marriages Of strange and lovely atoms breeding light, Never may find again that lost delight
In the sharp sky, the frosty deepnesses, There are still birds to barb the silences, There ...

(Rock Lake,
Canada)In this country there is neither measure nor
To redress the dominance of rocks and woods,
The passage, say, of these man-shaming clouds

RE is the unknown country
" I whispered sad and slow,-- "The strange and awful country To which I soon must go, must go,
To which I soon must go
" Out of the unknown country A voice sang soft and low:-- "O pleasa...

OH lone and lovely solitude,
Washed by the sounding sea;
Nature was in a poet's mood,
When she created thee

O dear my Country, beautiful and dear,
Love cloth not darken sight
God looketh through Love's eyes, whose vision clear Beholds more flaws than keenest Hate hath known
Nor is Love's judgment gentle, but austere;

When I am living in the
That are sodden and unkind,
I light my lamp in the evening:
My work is left behind;

The men that worked for
They have their graves at home:
And bees and birds of
About the cross can roam

I hate the clamours of the smoky towns,
But much admire the bliss of rural clowns;
Where some remains of innocence appear,
Where no rude noise insults the listening ear;