#CanadianWriters
Of our Laureate we now do sing– His youthful muse had daring wing, He then despised Baronhood, And sang ’twas noble to be good. None sang like him of knights of o…
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…
As musings on Banks of Canadian… meditations in verse, but the mono… soliloquy in prose, and as Campbel… we will give the following anecdot… Irvine, to Sir Walter Scott. Irv…
Like fruit that’s large and ripe a… Sweet and luscious is Longfellow,… Melodious songs he oft did pour, And high was his Excelsior. He shows us in his psalm of life
Worthy of either song or story Are the Shires found Frith of Mo… Here lies the valley of Strathspe… Famed for its music-lively, gay. Elgin cathedral’s 'prentice aisle
The following adventure happened i… Ingersoll man. ‘ Truth is strange, stranger than… A man rafting down the river, Time he will remember ever,
Of Beachville, village of the pla… We now will sing a short refrain, For here the Thames doth pleasant… And charms to landscape doth besto… Though river here it is not deep,
Lines on the North of Scotland, d… quarter of a century ago: Scotsmen have wandered far and wid… From Moray Frith to Frith of Cly… McDonald, from his sea girt isle,
We will now sing in thoughtful str… Of wars in Queen Victoria’s reign… The Russian Bear did ages lurk All ready for to spring on Turk, For Russian Statesmen did divine
Lines delivered at housewarming of… Your pastor’s fame first got abroa… By his success on Culloden Road ; He filled the church so that the f… No longer it the flock would hold.
Once, while digging ‘neath the sno… ’Mid Canadian winter, lo! To our joy and surprise, We saw some violets in full bloom, Gazing at us with loving eyes,
Impromptu lines delivered at the l… of the church on Culloden road, wi… In this quiet spot, this day of J… Which will not be forgotten soon, For when your little church on hil…
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,
DeArcy. McGee, All compliment thee, The hope of the land, On your lecture so grand. Though that is your fort,
To dinner table all do march Through evergreen triumphal arch ; On top the Union Jack it floats On each side sheaves of wheat and… Great pumpkins and big ears of cor…