#Canadians
GREAT mother! from the depths of… From mountain pass and burning sun… We, thine unlettered children of t… Upraise to thee the everlasting hy… Of nature, language of the skies a…
We hail thee now, O Jesus, thy presence here we own, though sight and touch have failed… and faith perceives alone; thy love has veiled thy glory;
HOPE? What! hope!'you say ther… Hope! when the light is out; hope!… Hope! No, no, good lady! no hope… No home for me but the clammy grav… Hope! Well, there might have been…
A LITTLE sprite sat on a moonbe… When the night was waning away, And over the world to the eastward Spread the first faint flush of da… The moonbeam was cold and slippery…
UNSEEN in the great minister do… Whose shafts are centuries, its sp… The vaulted universe, our master s… And organ-voices like a far-off ch… Roll thro’ the aisles of thought.…
WITH each new day new cares will… Trials and heart-aches; yet do tho… But take them lovingly, and, weavi… Into a crown of thorns, wear and l… For ever on thy head, a diadem,
O YE Wise of the Earth, are ye w… “We can tell from a bone,” ye say, “An animal’s shape and size, And the size and shape of its prey… “For such and such joint,” say ye,
THEY were islanders, our fathers… And they watched the encircling se… And their hearts drank in the ceas… And the freedom of the breeze; Till they chafed at their narrow b…
’TWAS afternoon in winter, and t… Sloped softly up the walls, as day… In tremulous cloud-beams, while th… Blazoned with saints the columns o… All sounds had died away; to left…
I SAW Truth on the mountains, go… With day-dawn, girt about with ski… Of azure mist, half veiling from m… Her silent face and gaze upturned… Beneath were clouded steeps of sha…
What is the gift we have given the… What is the trust we have laid in… Hearts of our bravest, our best, a… Blood of our blood we have sown in… What for all time will the harvest…
I CLOSED the book, but fancied… I heard, like distant music roll, The far-off echoes in my soul Of his great life. I listened til… Entranced, I thought that I could…
THERE’S a lonely spot in the so… More lone than the moonless sea; And a gulf, that never a bridge ca… 'Tween him and all that be; And the lips we kiss, and the eyes…
THE Muse, when asked what words… Were worthy tribute to his fame, Took up her pen, and on the stone Inscribed his name.
O GRIP the earth, ye forest tree… Grip well the earth to-night, The Storm-God rides across the se… To greet the morning light. All clouds that wander through the…