A.G. Bailey

The hieroglyphic written on his heart

Blue is my sky peter

The winter mill will not return this

Cranes over evening whistles plane the wind

I could not reach a star if I should grow

The romantic and adventurous spirit of Theodore Goodridge Roberts, who died in Digby, Nova Scotia, on February 24, found expression in his many novels and in the verse that he wrote and published during a life-time of seventy-six years.

Hope came in the morning with the new wind

The hieroglyphic written on his heart

A seven-pointed heaven sets the pace

He tried to tell the story of his loss.