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The Book of the Native
The Book of the Native
The Book of the Native
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The Book of the Native by Goodridge Bliss Roberts is a collection of romantic ballads about various topics such as resurrection, a child's prayer in the evening, and twilight on the sixth avenue. Excerpt: "Back to the bewildering vision And the border-land of birth; Back into the looming wonder, The companionship of the earth; Back unto the simple kindred— Childlike fingers, childlike eyes, Working, waiting, comprehending, Now in patience, now surprise; Back unto the faithful healing And the candor of the sod— Scent of mold and moisture stirring At the secret touch of God."
LanguageEnglish
PublisherGood Press
Release dateDec 12, 2019
ISBN4064066182410
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    The Book of the Native - Sir Charles G. D. Roberts

    Charles G. D. Sir Roberts

    The Book of the Native

    Published by Good Press, 2022

    goodpress@okpublishing.info

    EAN 4064066182410

    Table of Contents

    Kinship

    Origins

    An April Adoration

    An Oblation

    Resurrection

    Afoot

    Where the Cattle come to Drink

    The Heal-All

    Recompense

    An Epitaph for a Husbandman

    The Little Field of Peace

    Renewal

    The Unsleeping

    Recessional

    Earth’s Complines

    Two Spheres

    The Stillness of the Frost

    A Child’s Prayer at Evening

    II Lyrics

    The Frosted Pane

    The Brook in February

    Beside the Winter Sea

    The Quest of the Arbutus

    The Jonquil

    The Trout Brook

    A Wake-up Song

    Butterflies

    July

    An August Wood Road

    Apple Song

    The Cricket

    The Train among the Hills

    The Lone Wharf

    The Witches’ Flight

    Three Good Things

    Trysting Song

    Love’s Translator

    Ebb

    Twilight on Sixth Avenue

    Mothers

    Up and Away in the Morning

    Home, Home in the Evening

    Sleepy Man

    III Ballads

    The Wrestler

    The Ballad of Crossing the Brook

    Whitewaters

    The Forest Fire

    The Vengeance of Gluskâp

    The Muse and the Wheel

    The Laughing Sally


    Kinship

    Table of Contents

    Back to the bewildering vision

    And the border-land of birth;

    Back into the looming wonder,

    The companionship of earth;

    Back unto the simple kindred—

    Childlike fingers, childlike eyes,

    Working, waiting, comprehending,

    Now in patience, now surprise;

    Back unto the faithful healing

    And the candor of the sod—

    Scent of mould and moisture stirring

    At the secret touch of God;

    Back into the ancient stillness

    Where the wise enchanter weaves,

    To the twine of questing tree-root,

    The expectancy of leaves;

    Back to hear the hushed consulting

    Over bud and blade and germ,

    As the Mother’s mood apportions

    Each its pattern, each its term;

    Back into the grave beginnings

    Where all wonder-tales are true,

    Strong enchantments, strange successions,

    Mysteries of old and new;

    Back to knowledge and renewal,

    Faith to fashion and reveal,

    Take me, Mother,—in compassion

    All thy hurt ones fain to heal.

    Back to wisdom take me, Mother;

    Comfort me with kindred hands;

    Tell me tales the world’s forgetting,

    Till my spirit understands.

    Tell me how some sightless impulse,

    Working out a hidden plan,

    God for kin and clay for fellow,

    Wakes to find itself a man.

    Tell me how the life of mortal,

    Wavering from breath to breath,

    Like a web of scarlet pattern

    Hurtles from the loom of death.

    How the caged bright bird, desire,

    Which the hands of God deliver,

    Beats aloft to drop unheeded

    At the confines of forever:

    Faints unheeded for a season,

    Then outwings the furthest star,

    To the wisdom and the stillness

    Where thy consummations are.


    Origins

    Table of Contents

    Out of the dreams

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