Frederick George Scott

(7 April 1861 – 19 January 1944 / Montreal)

Frederick George Scott Poems

1. Resignation 3/31/2012
2. In Memoriam 3/31/2012
3. In Memoriam 3/31/2012
4. British War Song 3/31/2012
5. The Poet's Song 3/31/2012
6. Estrangement 3/31/2012
7. On The Cliff 3/31/2012
8. Lines Written On Finishing The Life Of Milton 3/31/2012
9. Isolation 3/31/2012
10. Too Late 3/31/2012
11. A Mood 3/31/2012
12. Knowledge 3/31/2012
13. Beyond 3/31/2012
14. A Fancy 3/31/2012
15. Jack 3/31/2012
16. Under The Pines 3/31/2012
17. An Ode 3/31/2012
18. A Question 3/31/2012
19. On Darwin's Tomb In Westminster Abbey 3/31/2012
20. Epitaph On Dr. Jenner 3/31/2012
21. Wahonomin 3/31/2012
22. A Wayside Cross 3/31/2012
23. A Birthday 3/31/2012
24. Across The Sea 3/31/2012
25. Love's Shadows 3/31/2012
26. On Being Given A Piece Of Edelweiss Before Visiting Switzerland 3/31/2012
27. Rome 3/31/2012
28. Words 3/31/2012
29. The Poet's Empire 3/31/2012
30. In Memoriam E.S. 3/31/2012
31. Truth 3/31/2012
32. Shakespeare 3/31/2012
33. At Madame Tussaud's 3/31/2012
34. The Soul's Quest 3/31/2012
35. Westminster Abbey 3/31/2012
36. New Year's Eve 3/31/2012
37. Inscription 3/31/2012
38. Justin 3/31/2012
39. Evolution 3/31/2012
40. Catholicism 3/31/2012
Best Poem of Frederick George Scott

To France

What is the gift we have given thee, Sister?
What is the trust we have laid in thy hand?
Hearts of our bravest, our best, and our dearest,
Blood of our blood we have sown in thy land.

What for all time will the harvest be, Sister?
What will spring up from the seed that is sown?
Freedom and peace and goodwill among Nations,
Love that will bind us with love all our own.

Bright is the path that is opening before us,
Upward and onward it mounts through the night:
Sword shall not sever the bonds that unite us
Leading the world to the fullness of ...

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Sunrise

O rising Sun, so fair and gay,
What are you bringing me, I pray,
Of sorrow or of joy to-day?

You look as if you meant to please,
Reclining in your gorgeous ease
Behind the bare-branched apple-trees.

The world is rich and bright, as though

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