Vision by Marjorie L. C. Pickthall read by Various | Full Audio Book
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Vision by Marjorie L. C. Pickthall (1883 - 1922)
Genre(s): Multi-version (Weekly and Fortnightly poetry)
Read by: Tony Lettore, Adrian Stephens, Bruce Kachuk, Brize C, Beeswaxcandle, Craig Franklin, David Lawrence, Newgatenovelist, Elizabeth W, Garth Burton, Lee Ann Howlett, Larry Wilson, PaulClayton, Public Domain Scholar, Patty H, Phil Schempf, Stacey Malcolm, srsaunders in English
Chapters:
00:00:00 - 01 - Vision - read by AFP
00:00:57 - 02 - Vision - read by APS
00:01:51 - 03 - Vision - read by BK
00:02:51 - 04 - Vision - read by BLC
00:03:45 - 05 - Vision - read by BWC
00:04:36 - 06 - Vision - read by CF
00:05:35 - 07 - Vision - read by DL
00:06:38 - 08 - Vision - read by EL0
00:07:37 - 09 - Vision - read by EMWC
00:08:36 - 10 - Vision - read by GLN
00:09:34 - 11 - Vision - read by LAH
00:10:33 - 12 - Vision - read by LCW
00:11:31 - 13 - Vision - read by PAC
00:12:28 - 14 - Vision - read by PDS
00:13:20 - 15 - Vision - read by PH
00:14:08 - 16 - Vision - read by PFS
00:15:02 - 17 - Vision - read by SLM
00:15:48 - 18 - Vision - read by SRS
LibriVox volunteers bring you 18 recordings of Vision by Marjorie Pickthall.This was the Weekly Poetry project for June 14, 2026. ------Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall was a Canadian writer who was born in England but lived in Canada from the time she was seven. She was once 'thought to be the best Canadian poet of her generation.' According to The Canadian Encyclopedia 'From an early age [Pickthall] contributed stories to the magazines and newspapers; and before her first book appeared, her genius was recognized'. - Summary by Wikipedia
Video Summary
AI GeneratedThis transcript consists of multiple readings of the poem \"Vision\" by Marjorie L. C. Pichtel, contributed by various volunteers for LibriVox.org. The content focuses on a mystical encounter with a transcendent figure who exists beyond the constraints of time, earthly nature, and the boundary between life and death.
Vision by Marjorie L. C. Pichtel, read for LibriVox.org by AFPDX-2011
I have not walked on common ground, nor drunk of earthly streams.
A shining figure mailed in crown moves softly through my dreams.
He makes the air so keen and strange, the stars so fiercely bright.
The rocks of time, the tides of change, are nothing in his sight.
Death lays no shadow on his smile.
Life is a race for run.
Look in his face a little while, and life and death are one.
End of poem.
This recording is in the public domain.
Vision by Marjorie L. C. Pichtel, read for LibriVox.org by Adrian Stevens
I have not walked on common ground, nor drunk of earthly streams.
A shining figure mailed in crown moves softly through my dreams.
He makes the air so keen and strange, the stars so fiercely bright.
The rocks of time, the tides of change, are nothing in his sight.
Death lays no shadow on his smile.
Life is a race for run.
Look in his face a little while, and life and death are one.
End of poem.
This recording is in the public domain.
Vision by Marjorie L. C. Pichtel, read for LibriVox.org by Bruce Kachuk
I have not walked on common ground, nor drunk of earthly streams.
A shining figure mailed in crown moves softly through my dreams.
He makes the air so keen and strange, the stars so fiercely bright.
The rocks of time, the tides of change, are nothing in his sight.
Death lays no shadow on his smile.
Life is a race for run.
Look in his face a little while, and life and death are one.
End of poem.
This recording is in the public domain.
Vision by Marjorie L. C. Pichtel, read for LibriVox.org by Bryce Kreis, Ohio
I have not walked on common ground, nor drunk of earthly streams.
A shining figure mailed in crown moves softly through my dreams.
He makes the air so keen and strange, the stars so fiercely bright.
The rocks of time, the tides of change, are nothing in his sight.
Death lays no shadow on his smile.
Life is a race for run.
Look in his face a little while, and life and death are one.
End of poem.
This recording is in the public domain.
Vision by Marjorie L. C. Pichtel, read for LibriVox.org by Beeswax Candle
I have not walked on common ground, nor drunk of earthly streams.
A shining figure mailed in crown moves slowly through my dreams.
He makes the air so keen and strange, the stars so fiercely bright.
The rocks of time, the tides of change, are nothing in his sight.
Death lays no shadow on his smile.
Life is a race for run.
Look in his face a little while, and life and death are one.
End of poem.
This recording is in the public domain.
Vision by Marjorie L. C. Pichtel, read for LibriVox.org by Craig Franklin
I have not walked on common ground, nor drunk of earthly streams.
A shining figure mailed in crown moves softly through my dreams.
He makes the air so keen and strange, the stars so fiercely bright.
The rocks of time, the tides of change, are nothing in his sight.
Death lays no shadow on his smile.
Life is a race for run.
Look in his face a little while, and life and death are one.
End of poem.
This recording is in the public domain.
Vision by Marjorie L. C. Pichtel, read for LibriVox.org by David Lawrence
In Ottawa, Ontario, June 2026.
I have not walked on common ground, nor drunk of earthly streams.
A shining figure mailed in crown moves softly through my dreams.
He makes the air so keen and strange, the stars so fiercely bright.
The rocks of time, the tides of change, are nothing in his sight.
Death lays no shadow on his smile.
Life is a race for run.
Look in his face a little while, and life and death are one.
End of poem.
This recording is in the public domain.
Vision by Marjorie L. C. Pichtel, read for LibriVox.org by Newgate Novelist.
I have not walked on common ground, nor drunk of earthly streams.
A shining figure mailed in crown moves softly through my dreams.
He makes the air so keen and strange, the stars so fiercely bright.
The rocks of time, the tides of change, are nothing in his sight.
Death lays no shadow on his smile.
Life is a race for run.
Look in his face a little while, and life and death are one.
End of poem.
This recording is in the public domain.
Vision by Marjorie L. C. Pichtel, read for LibriVox.org by Elizabeth W.
I have not walked on common ground, nor drunk of earthly streams.
A shining figure mailed in crown moves softly through my dreams.
He makes the air so keen and strange, the stars so fiercely bright.
The rocks of time, the tides of change, are nothing in his sight.
Death lays no shadow on his smile.
Life is a race for run.
Look in his face a little while, and life and death are one.
End of poem.
This recording is in the public domain.
Vision by Marjorie L. C. Pichtel, read for LibriVox.org by Garth Burton.
I have not walked on common ground, nor drunk of earthly streams.
A shining figure mailed in crown moves softly through my dreams.
He makes the air so keen and strange, the stars so fiercely bright.
The rocks of time, the tides of change, are nothing in his sight.
Death lays no shadow on his smile.
Life is a race for run.
Look in his face a little while, and life and death are one.
End of poem.
This recording is in the public domain.
Vision by Marjorie L. C. Pichtel, read for LibriVox.org by Leanne Howlett.
I have not walked on common ground, nor drunk of earthly streams.
A shining figure mailed in crown moves softly through my dreams.
He makes the air so keen and strange, the stars so fiercely bright.
The rocks of time, the tides of change, are nothing in his sight.
Death lays no shadow on his smile.
Life is a race for run.
Look in his face a little while, and life and death are one.
End of poem.
This recording is in the public domain.
Vision by Marjorie L. C. Pichtel, read for LibriVox.org by Larry Wilson.
I have not walked on common ground, nor drunk of earthly streams.
A shining figure mailed in crown moves softly through my dreams.
He makes the air so keen and strange, the stars so fiercely bright.
The rocks of time, the tides of change, are nothing in his sight.
Death lays no shadow on his smile.
Life is a race for run.
Look in his face a little while, and life and death are one.
End of poem.
This recording is in the public domain.
Vision by Marjorie L. C. Pichtel, read for LibriVox.org by Paul Clayton.
I have not walked on common ground, nor drunk of earthly streams.
A shining figure mailed in crown moves softly through my dreams.
He makes the air so keen and strange, the stars so fiercely bright.
The rocks of time, the tides of change, are nothing in his sight.
Death lays no shadow on his smile.
Life is a race for run.
Look in his face a little while, and life and death are one.
End of poem.
This recording is in the public domain.
Vision by Marjorie L. C. Pichtel, read for LibriVox.org by Public Domain Scholar.
Vision.
I have not walked on common ground, nor drunk of earthly streams.
A shining figure mailed in crown moves softly through my dreams.
He makes the air so keen and strange, the stars so fiercely bright.
The rocks of time, the tides of change, are nothing in his sight.
Death lays no shadow on his smile.
Life is a race for run.
Look in his face a little while, and life and death are one.
End of poem.
Vision by Marjorie L. C. Pichtel, read for LibriVox.org by Public Domain Scholar.
I have not walked on common ground, nor drunk of earthly streams.
A shining figure mailed in crown moves softly through my dreams.
He makes the air so keen and strange, the stars so fiercely bright.
The rocks of time, the tides of change, are nothing in his sight.
Death lays no shadow on his smile.
Life is a race for run.
Look in his face a little while, and life and death are one.
End of poem.
This recording is in the Public Domain.
Vision by Marjorie L. C. Pichtel, read for LibriVox.org by Public Domain Scholar.
I have not walked on common ground, nor drunk of earthly streams.
A shining figure mailed in crown moves softly through my dreams.
He makes the air so keen and strange, the stars so fiercely bright.
The rocks of time, the tides of change, are nothing in his sight.
Death lays no shadow on his smile.
Life is a race for run.
Look in his face a little while, and life and death are one.
End of poem.
This recording is in the Public Domain.
Vision by Marjorie L. C. Pichtel, read for LibriVox.org by Stacy M.
I have not walked on common ground, nor drunk of earthly streams.
A shining figure mailed in crown moves softly through my dreams.
He makes the air so keen and strange, the stars so fiercely bright.
The rocks of time, the tides of change, are nothing in his sight.
Death lays no shadow on his smile.
Life is a race for run.
Look in his face a little while, and life and death are one.
End of poem.
This recording is in the Public Domain.
Vision by Marjorie L. C. Pichtel, read for LibriVox.org by Simon Saunders on 18 June 2026 in West Sussex.
I have not walked on common ground, nor drunk of earthly streams.
A shining figure mailed in crown moves softly through my dreams.
He makes the air so keen and strange, the stars so fiercely bright.
The rocks of time, the tides of change, are nothing in his sight.
Death lays no shadow on his smile.
Life is a race for run.
Look in his face a little while, and life and death are one.
End of poem.
This recording is in the Public Domain.