Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, TO MME. HELEN HOPEKIRK, by PERCY STICKNEY GRANT


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TO MME. HELEN HOPEKIRK, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: I see in thee what scotland ever gave
Last Line: Have waked to fame the airs of hungary.
Subject(s): Scotland


I see in thee what Scotland ever gave
Her chosen children, else in gifts so poor,
The music of the mountain and the moor,
And the heart's echo her sweet poets have.
Lest music's magic should thy soul enslave,
Enkindling feelings vague and insecure,
Thy stern land gave, to make her gifts endure,
Conscience and thought deep toned as Fingal's Cave.
With music dowered, but with mind as well,
I pray thee shock the sheaves of Scottish song,
Bind with thy gold of larger harmony,
From scattered pipes symphonic strains compel,
As they who do not to our race belong,
Have waked to fame the airs of Hungary.





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