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July 25th 2006 07:21
EVENING
by Archibald Lampman (1861 - 1899)
From upland slopes I see the cows file by,
Lowing, great-chested, down the homeward trail,
By dusking fields and meadows shining pale
With moon-tipped dandelions. Flickering high,
A peevish night-hawk in the western sky
Beats up into the lucent solitudes,
Or drops with griding wing. The stilly woods
Grow dark and deep, and gloom mysteriously.
Cool night winds creep, and whisper in mine ear.
The homely cricket gossips at my feet.
From far-off pools and wastes of reeds I hear,
Clear and soft-piped, the chanting frogs break sweet
In full Pandean chorus. One by one
Shine out the stars, and the great night comes on.
Archibald Lampman was a much admired Canadian poet, who wrote poems of a style similar to that of the British romantic poets of his time. He wrote of Canadian and Native American life, and a small Canadian town called Lampman is named after him.
by Archibald Lampman (1861 - 1899)
From upland slopes I see the cows file by,
Lowing, great-chested, down the homeward trail,
By dusking fields and meadows shining pale
With moon-tipped dandelions. Flickering high,
A peevish night-hawk in the western sky
Beats up into the lucent solitudes,
Or drops with griding wing. The stilly woods
Grow dark and deep, and gloom mysteriously.
Cool night winds creep, and whisper in mine ear.
The homely cricket gossips at my feet.
From far-off pools and wastes of reeds I hear,
Clear and soft-piped, the chanting frogs break sweet
In full Pandean chorus. One by one
Shine out the stars, and the great night comes on.
Archibald Lampman was a much admired Canadian poet, who wrote poems of a style similar to that of the British romantic poets of his time. He wrote of Canadian and Native American life, and a small Canadian town called Lampman is named after him.
Archibald Lampman
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