Poem by Archibald Lampman

Distance

    To the distance! Ah, the distance!
        Blue and broad and dim!
    Peace is not in burgh or meadow,
        But beyond the rim.

    Aye, beyond it, far beyond it;
        Follow still my soul,
    Till this earth is lost in heaven,
        And thou feel'st the whole.

1. Heat
2. Why Do Ye Call the Poet Lonely
3. April in the Hills
4. The Sweetness of Life
5. Forest Moods

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