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Each week a poem is chosen to be recorded by as many LibriVox volunteers as possible!LibriVox volunteers bring you __ recordings of Old Letters by Frederick George Scot.<br>
This was the Weekly Poetry project for March 12, 2023. <br> ------<br>
Frederick George Scott CMG DSO FRSC was for the first part of his life an Anglican priest and a Canadian poet to whom the Canadian literary establishment gave the epithet "Poet of the Laurentians." He was associated with Canada's Confederation Poets, and wrote 13 books of Christian and patriotic poetry, often using the natural world to convey deeper spiritual meaning. (Summary by Wikipedia)
This week's poem can be found here.
Project Code: P6aQj1g4
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Begin your reading with the abbreviated LibriVox disclaimer:
Leave ½ to 1 second of silence at the beginning.
Then read the poem:Old Letters by Frederick George Scott, read for librivox.org by [your name].
[Add, if you wish, date, and/or your location.]
At the end of your reading, leave a space and then say:The house was silent, and the light
Was fading from the western glow;
I read, till tears had dimmed my sight,
Some letters written long ago.
The voices that have passed away,
The faces that have turned to mould,
Were round me in the room to-day,
And laughed and chatted as of old.
The thoughts that youth was wont to think,
The hopes now dead for evermore,
Came from the lines of faded ink,
As sweet and earnest as of yore.
I laid the letters by and dreamed
The dear dead past to life again;
The present and its purpose seemed
A fading vision full of pain.
Then, with a sudden shout of glee,
The children burst into the room,
Their little faces were to me
As sunrise in the cloud of gloom.
The world was full of meaning still,
For love will live though loved ones die;
I turned upon life’s darkened hill
And gloried in the morning sky.
Leave 5 seconds of silence at the end.End of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
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