Lines

Frederick George Scott 1861 (Montreal, Quebec) – 1944 (Quebec City, Quebec)



I SOMETIMES think that had I seen Thy face
   In those old days when Thou wast with us here,
      Clothed with our flesh, a man as we are men,
The very sight had filled my soul with grace;
      I should have clung to Thee, and not again
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   Moved from Thy side, no lurking doubt or fear
Could drive me from so sweet a hiding-place.
So think I sometimes, and would almost pray
   That other age were chosen my faith to prove
      More near Thine own (if such a prayer might be),
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Full of Thy memories. But no; each day
   Hath its own light, O Christ, and proofs of Thee;
      For there was one who saw Thy look of love,
Yet, having wealth, went sorrowful away.

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Submitted on May 13, 2011

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Frederick George Scott

Frederick George Scott was a Canadian poet and author, known as the Poet of the Laurentians. He is sometimes associated with Canada's Confederation Poets, a group that included Charles G. D. Roberts, Bliss Carman, Archibald Lampman, and Duncan Campbell Scott. Scott published 13 books of Christian and patriotic poetry. Scott was a British imperialist who wrote many hymns to the British Empire—eulogizing his country's roles in the Boer Wars and World War I. Many of his poems use the natural world symbolically to convey deeper spiritual meaning. Frederick George Scott was the father of poet F. R. Scott. more…

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