Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall Poems |
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Canadian poet.
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Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall's poems
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Now in the West the slender moon lies low,
And now Orion glimmers through the trees,
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When the first dark had fallen around them
And the leaves were weary of praise,
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I shall not go with pain
Whether you hold me, whether you forget
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Under the level winter sky
I saw a thousand Christs go by.
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I have not walked on common ground,
Nor drunk of earthly streams;
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[In many English churches before the Reformation there was kept a little lamp continually burning, called the Lamp of Poor Souls. People were reminded thereby to pray for the souls of those dead whose kinsfolk were too poor to pay for prayers and masses.]
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See, the grass is full of stars,
Fallen in their brightness;
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I chose the place where I would rest
When death should come to claim me,
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The earth builds on the earth
Castles and towers;
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