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When all the stars are sown
Across the night-blue space,
With the immense unknown,
In silence ...
poem by Bliss Carman
(Sappho LXXIV)
If death be good,
Why do the gods not die?
If life be ill,
Why do the gods still ...
poem by Bliss Carman
I shall not wonder more, then,
But I shall know.

Leaves change, and birds, flowers,
And after y...
poem by Raymond Knister
The lover of child Marjory
Had one white hour of life brim full;
Now the old nurse, the rocking ...
poem by Bliss Carman
A stream of tender gladness,
Of filmy sun, and opal tinted skies ;
Of warm midsummer air that ligh...
poem by Emily Pauline Johnson
A bunch of the boys were whooping it up
In the Malamute saloon;
The kid that handles the music-box...
poem by Robert W. Service
O guns, fall silent till the dead men hear
Above their heads the legions pressing on:
(These fough...
poem by John McCrae
One pearly day in early May I walked upon the sand
And saw, say half a mile away, a man with gun in...
poem by Robert W. Service
When I was just a little boy,
Before I went to school,
I had a fleet of forty sail
I called the S...
poem by Bliss Carman
I saw a city filled with lust and shame,
Where men, like wolves, slunk through the grim half-light;...
poem by John McCrae
The quiet snow
Will splotch
Each in the row of cedars
With a fine
And patient hand;
Numb the ha...
poem by Raymond Knister
Wind of the dead men's feet,
Blow down the empty street
Of this old city by the sea
With news for...
poem by Bliss Carman
FOR a name unknown,
Whose fame unblown
Sleeps in the hills
For ever and aye;

For her who hears...
poem by Bliss Carman
TO the assembled folk
At great St. Kavin’s spoke
Young Brother Amiel on Christmas Eve;
I giv...
poem by Bliss Carman
O all the little rivers that run to Hudson's Bay,
They call me and call me to follow them away.
Mi...
poem by Bliss Carman
Where are the ships I used to know,
That came to port on the Fundy tide
Half a century ago,
In be...
poem by Bliss Carman
I hiled me a woman from the street
Shameless, but oh, so fair!
I bade her sit in the model's seat
...
poem by Robert W. Service
Because, dear Christ, your tender, wounded arm
Bends back the brier that edges life's long way,
Th...
poem by Emily Pauline Johnson
I wanted the gold, and I sought it;
I scrabbled and mucked like a slave.
Was it famine or scurvy-I...
poem by Robert W. Service
The sun goes down, and over all
These barren reaches by the tide
Such unelusive glories fall,
I a...
poem by Bliss Carman
West wind, blow from your prairie nest,
Blow from the mountains, blow from the west
The sail is id...
poem by Emily Pauline Johnson
When I am dead
I would that ye make my bed
On that low-lying, windy waste by the sea,
Where the s...
poem by Lucy Maud Montgomery
There are strange things done in the midnight sun
By the men who moil for gold;
The Arctic trails ...
poem by Robert W. Service
Thin ridges of land unploughed
Along the tree-rows
Covered with long cream grasses
Wind-torn.
Br...
poem by Raymond Knister
I saw a King, who spent his life to weave
Into a nation all his great heart thought,
Unsatisfied u...
poem by John McCrae
"Sleep, weary ones, while ye may --
Sleep, oh, sleep!"
Eugene Field.



Thro' May ti...
poem by John McCrae
Turn under, plow,
My trouble;
Turn under griefs
And stubble.

Turn mouse's nest,
Gnawing years...
poem by Raymond Knister
"Delicta juventutis et ignorantius ejus, quoesumus ne memineris, Domine."



I left, t...
poem by John McCrae
There is only one way in the world to be distinguished: Follow your instinct! Be yourself, and you'l...
quote by Bliss Carman
The "control of nature" is a phrase conceived in arrogance, born of the The greatest joy i...
quote by Bliss Carman
``False," they said, ``thy Pale-face lover, from the land of waking morn ;
Rise and wed thy Re...
poem by Emily Pauline Johnson
My lover died a century ago,
Her dear heart stricken by my sland'rous breath,
Wherefore the Gods f...
poem by John McCrae
I
Soul, what art thou in the tribes of the sea?


LORD, said a flying fish,
Below the foundati...
poem by Bliss Carman
The only society I like is rough and tough, and the tougher the better. There's where you get down t...
quote by Robert W. Service
There is a passion for perfection which you will rarely see fully developed; but you may note this f...
quote by Bliss Carman
Ho, a day
Whereon we may up and away,
With a fetterless wind that is out on the downs,
And there ...
poem by Lucy Maud Montgomery
Indifference may not wreck a man's life at any one turn, but it will destroy him with a kind of dry-...
quote by Bliss Carman
I often wish... that I could rid the world of the tyranny of facts. What are facts but compromises? ...
quote by Bliss Carman
Write verse, not poetry. The public wants verse. If you have a talent for poetry, then don't by any ...
quote by Robert W. Service
Set me a task in which I can put something of my very self, and it is a task no longer; it is joy; i...
quote by Bliss Carman
You will have to experiment and try things out for yourself and you will not be sure of what you are...
quote by Emily Carr
Perfectly ordered disorder designed with a helter-skelter magnificence....
quote by Emily Carr
You always feel when you look it straight in the eye that you could have put more into it, could hav...
quote by Emily Carr
There is something bigger than fact: the underlying spirit, all it stands for, the mood, the vastnes...
quote by Emily Carr
Life's an awfully lonesome affair. You come into the world alone and you go out of the world alone y...
quote by Emily Carr

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