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Or if, clear-sighted, I may but discover
That, in the dew at dawn, your footsteps lie.
Where, through long fields, the whistling of the
plover
Comes like a sigh ;
And, if they lead me down to Death’s black river.
And, by the rocks, I hear the whirlpools spin.
Though heart and soul may faint and body quiver
I will wade in.
O heart! beyond the tumult of the crossing.
If there should be no sign, nor any trace.
Only strange winds upon the grasses tossing
And the wide space.
Only eternity, with worlds to wander,
A soul among the unknown souls of men,
And, O my heart, no voice, no footstep yonder,
What then ? What then ?
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Or if, clear-sighted, I may but discover
That, in the dew at dawn, your footsteps lie.
Where, through long fields, the whistling of the
plover
Comes like a sigh ;
And, if they lead me down to Death’s black river.
And, by the rocks, I hear the whirlpools spin.
Though heart and soul may faint and body quiver
I will wade in.
O heart! beyond the tumult of the crossing.
If there should be no sign, nor any trace.
Only strange winds upon the grasses tossing
And the wide space.
Only eternity, with worlds to wander,
A soul among the unknown souls of men,
And, O my heart, no voice, no footstep yonder,
What then ? What then ?
17 C
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| Works by selected Scottish authors > Violet Jacob > Verses > (29) |
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| Permanent URL | https://digital.nls.uk/129138565 |
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| Description | By Violet Jacob. |
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| Shelfmark | T.9.f |
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| Description | Violet Jacob (1863-1946) was born into an aristocratic family who had lived at the House of Dun near Montrose since the 15th century. Her classic novel of the 1745 Jacobite rising, 'Flemington” (1911), was highly regarded by John Buchan and is still in print. Jacob had a deep appreciation of the Angus dialect and countryside, and this is evident in her celebrated Scots language poetry in volumes such as 'Song of Angus' (1915). |
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| Description | A selection of classic out-of-copyright Scottish poetry, prose and children’s stories from the late 19th and early 20th centuries. |
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