Frederick George Scott

(7 April 1861 – 19 January 1944 / Montreal)

Poems of Frederick George Scott

1. A Birthday 3/31/2012
2. A Fancy 3/31/2012
3. A Mood 3/31/2012
4. A Question 3/31/2012
5. A Wayside Cross 3/31/2012
6. Across the Sea 3/31/2012
7. An Ode 3/31/2012
8. At Madame Tussaud's 3/31/2012
9. At Nightfall 1/3/2003
10. Beyond 3/31/2012
11. British War Song 3/31/2012
12. Catholicism 3/31/2012
13. Dawn 4/20/2010
14. Epitaph on Dr. Jenner 3/31/2012
15. Estrangement 3/31/2012
16. Evolution 3/31/2012
17. Hymn 3/31/2012
18. Hymn (Sacred Feast) 3/31/2012
19. Hymn after Receiving Holy Communion 3/31/2012
20. In Memoriam 3/31/2012

At Nightfall

O little hands, long vanished in the night--
Sweet fairy hands that were my treasure here--
My heart is full of music from some sphere,
Where ye make melody for God's delight.
Though autumn clouds obscure the starry height,
And winds are noisy and the land is drear,
In this blank room I feel my lost love near,
And hear you playing--hands so small and white.
The shadowy organ sings its songs again,

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