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Title: Acanthus and Wild Grape

Author: F. O. Call

Release Date: August 27, 2010 [EBook #33552]

Language: English

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Acanthus and Wild Grape

By

F. O. Call

Author of "In a Belgian Garden"

McCLELLAND & STEWART

Publishers -- Toronto

COPYRIGHT, CANADA, 1920

BY MCCLELLAND & STEWART, LIMITED, TORONTO

NOTE: Many of these poems were first published in Canadian Magazines,
and the Author wishes to thank the publishers of the _University
Magazine_, the _Canadian Magazine_, the _Westminster_, the _Canadian
Bookman_, _Canada West_, and the _Mitre_ for permission to reprint.

CONTENTS

ACANTHUS

Foreword
Acanthus
The Old Gods
The Obelisk
Gray Birds
After Tea
Through a Long Cloister
Cathedral Vespers
The Lotus-Worshippers
The Broken Mast
The Lace-maker of Burges
Rheims
Calvary
Gone West
Peace
Hidden Treasure
A River Sunset
The Madonna
An Idol in a Shop Window
In a Forest
The Golden Bowl
On a Swiss Mountain
The Nun's Garden
You Went Away in Summertime
To a Modern Poet
The Mystic
Ad Episcopi Collegium
A Song of the Homeland
The Mirror
I Made a Little Song
Birds
The Bluebird's Wing
The Answer

WILD GRAPE

Wild Grape
To a Greek Statue
Omnipresence
My Cathedral
The Foundry
Swiss Sketches--
(I) After Sunset on Jura
(II) Lucerne
(III) Lake Leman
Visions--
I, II, III, IV
Japanese Prints--
(I) The Lady with the Yellow Fan
(II) Caged Birds
(III) Wisteria
A Venetian Palace
Japanese Iris
Japanese Love-Songs
Cups of Jade
The Loon's Cry
Prayer

FOREWORD

Poetry has been defined as "Thought touched by Emotion," and I know no
better working definition, although no doubt more scientific and
accurate ones could be found. The best poets of all ages seem to have
had this ideal plainly before them, whether consciously or
unconsciously, and I canno