Bliss William Carman
Bliss William Carman Poems
- A Vagabond Song There is something in the autumn that is ...
- A Winter Piece OVER the rim of a lacquered bowl, Where a ...
- At Sunrise NOW the stars have faded In the purple ...
- An April Morning ONCE more in misted April The world is ...
- A Song Before Sailing Wind of the dead men's feet, Blow down...
- A Mountain Gateway I know a vale where I would go one ...
- Roadside Flowers WE are the roadside flowers, Straying from ...
Bliss Carman FRSC was a Canadian poet. He was born William Bliss Carman in Fredericton, in the Maritime province of New Brunswick. He published under the name "Bliss Carman," although the "Bliss" is his mother's surname.
As with many Canadian poets, nature figures prominently as a theme in his work. In his time, he was arguably Canada's best known poet, and was dubbed by some the "unofficial poet laureate of Canada."
Bliss Carman was the great-grandson of United Empire Loyalists who fled to Nova Scotia after the American Revolution, settling in New Brunswick (then part of Nova Scotia). His literary roots run deep with an ancestry that ... more »
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A Vagabond Song
There is something in the autumn that is native to my blood—
Touch of manner, hint of mood;
And my heart is like a rhyme,
With the yellow and the purple and the crimson keeping time.
The scarlet of the maples can shake me like a cry
Of bugles going by.
And my lonely spirit thrills
To see the frosty asters like a smoke upon the hills.
There is something in October sets the gypsy blood astir;
We must rise and follow her,
When from every hill of flame
She calls and calls each vagabond by name.