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Songs of the Great Dominion: Voices from the Forests and Waters, the ... - Page 283
edited by - 1889 - 465 pages
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British America: With Two Maps

Bahamas - 1900 - 652 pages
...follow Bliss Carman to the historic meadows of the Grand Pre in the " Sweet Acadian Land " : — " Was it a year or lives ago We took the grasses in...feet A drowsy inland meadow stream, At set of sun the after heat Made running gold, and in the gleam We freed our birch upon the stream. There down along...
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Monthly Bulletin

1900 - 780 pages
...of Acadie Goes wandering as if to know Whv one beloved face should be So long from home and Acadie I Was it a year or lives ago We took the grasses in our hands, And caught the summer riving low Over the waving meadow lands, And held it there between our hands? The while the river at...
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The Canadian Magazine, Volume 30

J. Gordon Mowat, John Alexander Cooper, Newton MacTavish - 1907 - 636 pages
...fro All through the fields of Acadie Goes wandering, as if to know Why one beloved face should btSo long from home and Acadie! Was it a year or lives...caught the summer flying low Over the waving meadow land, And held it there between our hands? The while the river at our feet — A drowsy inland meadow...
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The Methodist Review Quarterly

Church and the world - 1911 - 440 pages
...grievous stream, Which frets, uncomforted of dream — A grievous stream, that to and fro All through the fields of Acadie Goes wandering, as if to know...caught the summer flying low Over the waving meadow land, And held it there between our hands? The while the river at our feet — A drowsy inland meadow...
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Canada, the Spellbinder

Lilian Whiting - Canada - 1917 - 414 pages
...Over all the barren reaches on which the sun had gone down the poet saw the " unelusive glories ": " Was it a year or lives ago We took the grasses in...meadow lands, And held it there between our hands ? " And that we took into our hands — Spirit of life, or subtler thing — Breathed on us there,...
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Ballads and Lyrics

Bliss Carman - 1924 - 318 pages
...NASSAU . 289 AN EASTER MARKET 294 ENVOY ....... . 296 Ballads and Lyrics Low Tide on Grand Pre /TPHE sun goes down, and over all -*- These barren reaches...meadow lands, And held it there between our hands? \v&5Jft .tire-. river at our feet — A drowsy inland meadow stream — At set of sun the after-heat...
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Canadian Magazine of Politics, Science, Art & Literature, Volume 62

1924 - 574 pages
...Such unelusive glories fall, I almost dream they yet will bide Until the coming of the tide. . . . Was it a year or lives ago We took the grasses in...hands. And caught the summer flying low Over the waving meadow-lands, And held it there between our hands " It must be difficult to write about one's own family,...
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Head-waters of Canadian Literature

Archibald MacMechan - Canadian literature - 1924 - 254 pages
...Browning, Swinburne, Carman has a distinctive manner of his own. Such modes as these are undiluted music. Was it a year or lives ago We took the grasses in...our hands, And caught the summer flying low Over the waning meadow lands, And held it there between our hands? And all her heart Is a woven part Of the...
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The Canadian Magazine, Volume 30

J. Gordon Mowat, John Alexander Cooper, Newton MacTavish - 1907 - 600 pages
...grievous stream, Which frets, uncomforted of dream — A grievous stream, that to and fro All through the fields of Acadie Goes wandering, as if to know...caught the summer flying low Over the waving meadow land, And held it there between our hands? The while the river at our feet — A drowsy inland meadow...
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Papa Boss Quince Jam

Jacques Ferron - Short stories, French-Canadian - 1992 - 348 pages
...mother would go tight-lipped and my sister would sigh. It's far away and very close to me, all of that: Was it a year or lives ago We took the grasses in our hands And caught the summer flying low . . . So he knew them all by heart, the poems of his venerable father! Very handy, the idiot! Sure,...
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