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W. M. MacKeracher


Give me a cottage embower'd in trees,
Far from the press and the din of the town;
There let me loiter and live at my ease,
Happier far than the King with his crown.

There let the music that's sweeter than words
Waken my soul's inarticulate song,
Murmur of zephyrs and warbling of birds,
Babble of waters that hurry along.

Under the shade of the maple and beech
Let me in tranquil contentment recline,
Learning what nature and solitude teach,
Charming philosophy, human, divine;

Finding how trivial the myriad things
Life is concern'd with, to seek or to shun;
Seeing the sources whence blessedness springs,
Gathering strength for the work to be done.

This poem is in the public domain.


William Mackay MacKeracher (1871-1913) was a Canadian poet. He composed his first poem at the age of twelve, was valedictorian of his college class at McGill University, and was a founding editor of that school's literary publication.


Post New Comment:
Linda W. Owen:
Lovely, in every way!
Posted 04/27/2018 01:19 PM
An old-fashioned poem.
Posted 04/27/2018 12:11 PM
Larry Schug:
I haven't read a poem that agrees with my personal philosophy in a long time. I could hang out with MacKeracher. As the great Kurt Vonnegut once said, "We are here to fart around".
Posted 04/27/2018 12:08 PM
A perfect poem for Arbor Day!
Posted 04/27/2018 10:01 AM

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