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Duncan Campbell Scott (Дункан Кэмпбелл Скотт)


To Winter (Come, O thou conqueror of the flying year)


Come, O thou conqueror of the flying year;
Come from thy fastness of the Arctic suns;
Mass on the purple waste and wide frontier
Thy wanish hosts and silver clarions.

Then heap this sombre shoulder of the world
With shifting bastions; let thy storm winds blare;
Drift wide thy pallid gonfalon unfurled;
And arm with daggers all the desperate air.

These are but raids in dreams, and friendly brawls;
Thou art a gentle giant that half sleeps,
And blusters grandly to his frozen thralls,
The more to charm them with the wealth he keeps:

We hardly hear thy bluff and hearty word,
When over the first flower sings the first bird.



Duncan Campbell Scott's other poems:
  1. At Les Eboulements
  2. The Voice and the Dusk
  3. In the Country Churchyard
  4. Ecstasy
  5. In Snow-Time


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