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Title: Shrines old and new, and other poems Year: 1913 (1910s) Authors: Farmer, Thomas Devey Jermyn Subjects: Publisher: Toronto W. Briggs Contributing Library: Robarts - University of Toronto Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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Text Appearing Before Image: height of five or six feet or more. The mountain heatherhere also assumes tree-like proportions. 127 SHRINES OLD AND NEW CIvVII. Across the Bay, and on this restful eve, With moaning surge, with Oiseaux towring high, And further on Feneuillets crags which cleaveLike some dark silhouette the summer sky,Crownd with their cross—a mimic Calvary. Methought the waters dirgeful, saddning moanTold of the wail of human misery. And those far heights the dusk around them grown, Distant and deep and still, heavens mysteries seemdt enthrone. CIvVIII. The starry cistus covers every hill. Here purple spangled, there a faultless white;Sweet flowering lavenders the valleys fill With their aroma of a rare delight. The laurel in its varied garments brightHere dwells in many species high and low. The almond-tree, prophetic in the sightOf the great Preacher,*on these slopes doth grow.And sheds its blossom like great banks of drivensnow. * And the almond tree shall flourish.—Ecclesiastes xii. v. 128 I

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