“Lyric To The Isles Here the spirit of Beauty keepeth Jubilee for evermore; Here the voice of Gladness leapeth, Echoing from shore to shore. O'er the hidden watery valley, O'er each buried wood and glade, Dances our delighted galley, Through the sunlight and the shade; Dances o'er the granite cells, Where the soul of Beauty dwells; Here the flowers are ever springing, While the summer breezes blow; Here the Hours are ever clinging, Loitering before they go; Playing round each beauteous islet, Loath to leave the sunny shore, Where, upon her couch of violet, Beauty sits for evermore; Sits and smiles by day and night, Hand in hand with pure Delight. Here the spirit of Beauty dwelleth In each palpitating tree, In each amber wave that welleth From its home beneath the sea; In the moss upon the granite In each calm, secluded bay, With the zephyr trains that fan it With their sweet breaths all the day– On the waters, on the shore, Beauty dwelleth evermore!”
Quotes by Charles Sangster
“Lyric To The Isles Charles Sangster Here the spirit of Beauty keepeth Jubilee for evermore; Here the voice of Gladness leapeth, Echoing from shore to shore. O'er the hidden watery valley, O'er each buried wood and glade, Dances our delighted galley, Through the sunlight and the shade; Dances o'er the granite cells, Where the soul of Beauty dwells; Here the flowers are ever springing, While the summer breezes blow; Here the Hours are ever clinging, Loitering before they go; Playing round each beauteous islet, Loath to leave the sunny shore, Where, upon her couch of violet, Beauty sits for evermore; Sits and smiles by day and night, Hand in hand with pure Delight. Here the spirit of Beauty dwelleth In each palpitating tree, In each amber wave that welleth From its home beneath the sea; In the moss upon the granite In each calm, secluded bay, With the zephyr trains that fan it With their sweet breaths all the day– On the waters, on the shore, Beauty dwelleth evermore!”
“My brain was a weird wilderness of Thought: My heart, love's sea of passion tossed and torn”
Charles SangsterCharles Sangster was a pioneering Canadian poet recognized for his significant contributions to the literary landscape of Canada in the 19th century. He was the first poet to focus extensively on Cana...