Who is Gilbert Parker

Sir Horatio Gilbert George Parker, 1st Baronet (23 November 1862 – 6 September 1932), known as Gilbert Parker, Canadian novelist and British politician, was born at Camden East, Addington, Ontario, the son of Captain Joseph Parker, R.A.

Education and employment

He was educated as a teacher in Ottawa and taught at Marsh Hill and Bayside schools in Hastings County before becoming a teacher at the Ontario Institute for the Deaf and Dumb (in Belleville, Ontario) in 1882. From there he went on to lecture at Trinity College. In 1886, he went to Australia, and for a while became associate editor of the Sydney Morning Herald. He also traveled extensively in the Pacific, Europe, Asia, Egypt, the South Sea Islands and subsequently in northern Canada. In the early nineties...
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  • Reunited
    When you and I have play'd the little hour,
    Have seen the tall subaltern Life to Death
    Yield up his sword; and, smiling, draw the breath,
    The first long breath of freedom; when the flower...
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Wind 1 Reach 1 Infinite 1 Face 1 Play 1 Long 1 Deep 1 Dear 1 I Love You 1 Alone 1


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Jacodypress: “there is no refuge from memory and remorse in this world. the spirits of our foolish deeds haunt us, with or without repentance.” gilbert parker
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Upon The Sun's Reflection Upon The Clouds In A Fair Morning
 by John Bunyan

Look yonder, ah! methinks mine eyes do see
Clouds edged with silver, as fine garments be;
They look as if they saw that golden face
That makes black clouds most beautiful with grace.
Unto the saints' sweet incense, or their prayer,
These smoky curdled clouds I do compare.
For as these clouds seem edged, or laced with gold,
Their prayers return with blessings manifold.
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