Addressed to Jonathan Wingle, Es… In summer time we roam o’er dingle… But winter draws us round the ingl… Why do you remain thus single, When love would make two hearts ti…

At London, Thames is a broad stre… Which was the scene of a sad theme… A fragile steamer there did play O’ercrowded on a Queen’s Birthday… While all on board was bright and…

With pleasure we would love to dwe… On the charming themes of Lowell.

England had triplets at a birth, Coleridge, Southy and Wordsworth, And these three were widely famed, And the 'Lake Poets’ they were na… With joy they did pursue their the…

Goldsmith wrote Deserted Village, Now again reduced to tillage ; Once happiest village of the plain… Place now you look for it in vain… There but one man he doth make ric…

Providential escape of Ruby and N… Ingersoll, little Neil McKay Mc… under a covered raceway, upwards o… being either covered over with roa… A wonderous tale we now do trace,

Lines composed on an excursion to… In winter time ’tis sad and dreary For to gaze on stormy Erie, But here in summer time this port It is fashionable resort,

Of Ingersoll we’re justly proud, Though o’er it hath hung a cloud; It was heavy, dark, profound, Weighing o’er ten thousand pound. But now the clouds do disappear,

Delivered at Masonic concert, Tha… Col. Moffat in the chair. The middle branch of Thames doth… O’er pebble bed, and it doth glow And sparkle like silver in the sun…

On Ganges banks roams the tiger, And lion rules by the Niger, Hunder heard shrill cry of peacock… In Indian jungles go in flocks. And he saw tiger crouch and spring…

Gardner told a sad tale of woe, How he was oft o’erwhelmed in snow But was he frightened? no! no!! no… He onward cheerfully did go, And though that he did freeze his…

When Father Ranney left the Stat… In Canada to try the fates, He settled down in Dereham, Then no dairyman lived near him. He was the first there to squeeze

We fear to say, and yet we must, Dried apples once were full of dus… And you all know it is no joke. Saturate with tobacco smoke, And the hole where string did go t…

My dear friend Gunn, May you prize won, But to us hark When you shoot mark, High you must aim

On the laying of the corner stone… Queenston Heights, and the final… who had fallen at the battle of Qu… The remains of his Aid, Col. McD… ited under the new tower.