IN SHADOWLAND
BETWEEN the moaning of the mountain stream
And the hoarse thunder of the Atlantic deep,
An outcast from the peaceful realms of sleep
I lie, and hear as in a fever-dream
The homeless night-wind in the darkness
scream
And wail around the inaccessible steep
Down whose gaunt sides the spectral torrents leap
From crag to crag,— till almost I could deem
The plaided ghosts of buried centuries
Were mustering in the glens with bow and spear
And shadowy hounds to hunt the shadowy deer,
Mix in phantasmal sword-play, or, with eyes
Of wrath and pain immortal, wander o’er
Loved scenes where human footstep comes no more
NOËL PATON.
MLA citation:
Paton, Sir Noël. “In Shadowland.” The Evergreen: A Northern Seasonal, vol. 2, Autumn 1895, p. 121. Evergreen Digital Edition, edited by Lorraine Janzen Kooistra, 2016-2018. Yellow Nineties 2.0,Ryerson University Centre for Digital Humanities, 2019. https://1890s.ca/egv2_paton_shadowland/