Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall
Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall Poems
- Marching Men Under the level winter sky I saw a thousand ...
- Bartimeus Grown Old YEA, I am he that dwelt beside this ...
- Daisy Time See, the grass is full of stars, Fallen in their ...
- Mary Tired Through the starred Judean night She went, in ...
- I Shall Not Go With Pain I shall not go with pain Whether ...
- Duna WHEN I was a little lad With folly on my lips, Fain ...
- Adam And Eve When the first dark had fallen around them And ...
Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall (September 14, 1883, Gunnersbury, London, – April 19, 1922, Vancouver), was a Canadian writer who was born in England but lived in Canada from the time she was seven. She was once "thought to be the best Canadian poet of her generation."
Marjorie Pickthall was born in 1883 in the west London district of Gunnersbury, to Arthur Christie Pickthall, a surveyor and the son of a Church of England clergyman, and Elizabeth Helen Mary Pickthall (née Mallard), daughter of an officer in the Royal Navy, part Irish and part Huguenot.
According to her father, Pickthall had planned her career before she was six; she would be a writer and ... more »
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Under the level winter sky
I saw a thousand Christs go by.
They sang an idle song and free
As they went up to calvary.
Careless of eye and coarse of lip,
They marched in holiest fellowship.
That heaven might heal the world, they gave
Their earth-born dreams to deck the grave.
With souls unpurged and steadfast breath
They supped the sacrament of death.
And for each one, far off, apart,
Seven swords have rent a woman's heart.