Selected Poems

by Frederick George Scott




I reach the Inn and drop my load,
    And, dazzled by the sunset flame,
I look through windows down the road
    Up which I came.

I see far off as in a dream
    My starting-place at dawn of day,
And trace the woods and mountain stream
    That edged my way.

And now upon the mountain height
    I gaze with rapture at the view,
Until the stars call down the night
bAnd bid me bid the world adieu. [Page 105]