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The Complete Poetical Works of Robert Buchanan

In Two Volumes. With a Portrait

Buchanan, Robert Williams (1841-1901)

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I.

Idyls and Legends of Inverburn.

Miscellaneous Poems.

North Coast, and other Poems.

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Sonnets WRITTEN BY LOCH CORUISK, ISLE OF SKYE.

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CORUISKEN SONNETS.

I.

I. Lord, is it Thou?

II.

II. We are Fatherless.

III.

III. We are Children.

IV.

IV. When we are all Asleep.

V.

V. But the Hills will bear Witness.

VI.

VII.

VII. Lord, art Thou here?

VIII.

VIII. God is Beautiful.

IX.

IX. The Motion of the Mists.

X.

XI.

XI. But Whither?

XII.

XII. God is Pitiless.

XIII.

XIII. Yea, Pitiless.

XIV.

XIV. Could God be Judged.

XV.

XV. The Hills on their Thrones.

XVI.

XVI. King Blaabhein.

XVII.

XVII. Blaabhein in the Mists.

XVIII.

XVIII. The Fiery Birth of the Hills.

XIX.

XIX. The Changeless Hills.

XX.

XX. O Mountain Peak of a God.

XXI.

XXI. God the Image.

XXII.

XXII. The Footprints.

XXIII.

XXIII. We are Deathless.

XXIV.

XXIV. A Voice in the Whirlwind.

XXV.

XXV. Cry of the Little Brook.

XXVI.

XXVI. The Happy Hearts of Earth.

XXVII.

XXVII. Father, forgive Thy Child.

XXVIII.

XXVIII. God's Loneliness.

XXIX.

XXIX. The Cup of Tears.

XXX.

XXX. The Light of the World.

XXXI.

XXXI. Earth's Eldest Born.

XXXII.

XXXII. What Spirit Cometh?

XXXIII.

XXXIII. Stay, O Spirit!

XXXIV.

XXXIV. Quiet Waters.

The Book of Orm.

Political Mystics.

Songs of the Terrible Year.

Saint Abe and his Seven Wives.

II.

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And now, albeit we had not turn'd a step,
But held our eyes still on the golden Gates,
The City seem'd more faint and far away,
Lost in the golden tremor of the heat.
For as we went, from flowery field to field,
I seem'd to hear the stranger's gentle voice
Singing unto me in no human tones
A sweet song that the soul alone might hear:—