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    The Call of the Mountains and other Poems
    The Call of the Mountains and other Poems
    The Call of the Mountains and other Poems
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    The Call of the Mountains and other Poems

    By James E. Pickering

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    Release dateNov 27, 2013
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      The Call of the Mountains and other Poems - James E. Pickering

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      Title: The Call of the Mountains

      and other Poems

      Author: James E. Pickering

      Release Date: October 26, 2011 [EBook #37859]

      Language: English

      *** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE CALL OF THE MOUNTAINS ***

      Produced by Al Haines

      The Call of the Mountains

      and other Poems

      By

      James E. Pickering

      Author of

      The King's Temptation, The Cap of Care, etc.

      London

      A. C. Fifield, Clifford's Inn, E.C.

      1913

      PRINTED BY

      WILLIAM BRENDON AND SON, LTD.

      PLYMOUTH

      The Cap of Care

      By

      James E. Pickering

      Grey Board Series, No. 18. 1s. net

      Mr. Pickering's metrical faculties are as deft and cunning as those of anyone now writing verse.—Athenæum.

      A. C. Fifield, 13 Clifford's Inn, E.C.

      Contents

      The Call of the Mountains

      The Old Manor House

      The Science Master

      Through the Centuries

      Winter

      Pain and Death

      Switzerland

      Burial at Sea

      The Master of the Marionettes

      Love's Counterfeit

      The Most Precious Thing

      Autumn

      To L

      Duty

      Sonnets

      Glastonbury

      Galileo

      Stratford-on-Avon

      To a Daffodil

      The Appian Way

      From the Fields

      Vénus de Milo

      Fire

      The Call of the Mountains

      Under the shade of the Kursaal veranda

      Idly I follow the flight of the seagulls,

      Gleaming like snow when their wings catch the sunshine,

      While from the palm-house adjacent is wafted

      Music half drowned in a babel of voices,

      Fitting the mode of this temple of follies.

      Far though the mountains, their influence, ever

      Changeful in temper, from sombre to smiling,

      Constant in wileful and mystic allurement,

      Rouses unrest and a strange fascination.

      Limpid and blue are the waters of Leman

      Clear in the deepness, translucent and shining,

      Blue as the ether's ineffable azure,

      Bright in the glow of the midsummer sunshine.

      Cleaving the air with their palpitant pinions,

      Wheeling and drifting, the beautiful seagulls

      Fly with the grace of unconscious perfection,

      Crying exultant and wild in a chorus.

      Are you not fit for the realm of immortals,

      To float on the winds of the gardens Elysian?

      Or must you hover a little while longer—

      Wandering souls in a state of probation—

      Half-way uplifted beyond our defilement,

      Half-way removed from the land of the blessed?

      Far in the distance beyond the blue water,

      Rises the hoary old father of mountains,

      Rugged and scarred with antiquity's furrows,

      Crowned with the snows of a million winters.

      Low in the shade of his ponderous presence,

      Dappling the slopes, are the homesteads of peasants,

      Each with its cloud of blue vapour ascending:

      And sweetly the bells across the green pastures

      Answer each other with voices persistent,

      Telling the herdsman the tale of his charges.

      Grim is the smile of the white-headed mountain

      For toilers below in the slumbering valley,

      Grim is the glance with a touch of derision,

      Seeming to say to his towering

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