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C.D. Warner, et al., comp.  The Library of the World’s Best Literature.
An Anthology in Thirty Volumes.  1917.
 
The Flight of the Geese
By Sir Charles George Douglas Roberts (1860–1943)
 
From ‘Songs of the Common Day’

I HEAR the long wind wash the softening snow,
  The low tide loiter down the shore. The night,
  Full filled with April forecast, hath no light;
The salt wave on the sedge-flat pulses slow.
Through the hid furrows lisp in murmurous flow        5
  The thaw’s shy ministers; and hark! the height
  Of heaven grows weird and loud with unseen flight
Of strong hosts prophesying as they go!
High through the drenched and hollow night their wings
  Beat northward hard on winter’s trail. The sound        10
    Of their confused and solemn voices, borne
    Athwart the dark to their long arctic morn,
  Comes with a sanction and an awe profound,
A boding of unknown, foreshadowed things.
 
 
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