Flint and Feather: Collected Verse

I swing to the "Land to Be," I am the power that laid its floors, I am the guide to its western stores, I am the key to its golden doors, That open alone to me.

So near at hand, dear heart, could we have known it! Throughout those dreamy hours, Had either loved, or loving had we shown it, Response had sure been ours; We did not know tha...

In 1906 she returned to England, and made her first appearance in Steinway Hall, under the distinguished patronage of Lord and Lady Strathcona, to whom she carried letters of in...

"That mornin' I had crossed the stream straight on a sheet of ice An' now, God help me! There it was, churned up an' cracked to dice, The flood went boiling past--I stood like o...

Among the lonely Lakes I go no more, For she who made their beauty is not there; The paleface rears his tepee on the shore And says the vale is fairest of the fair. Full many ye...

[Etext producer's note: Printed copies of this title from the 1917 edition onwards have had the misleading subtitle "The Complete Poems of E. Pauline Johnson" which has been omi...

Time and its ally, Dark Disarmament, Have compassed me about, Have massed their armies, and on battle bent My forces put to rout; But though I fight alone, and fall, and die, Ta...