The farmers they now all make rich… Since Farrington went to Norwich And the system first there began Of making cheese on factory plan ; He came from Herkimer county,

Lines read at a banquet at the We… where the brotherhood of Odd-Fell… Lodge, were entertained. St. Catharines [sic], famed for m… And for the beauty of her daughter…

Moore found the ballads of Green… Were oft obscured beneath the soil As miner digging in a mine Finds rubbish 'mong the gold so fi… So Moore placed dross in the wast…

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

At time of Oddfellow’s Grand Lod… Oddfellows once they had to trudge O’er rough stage roads to the Gra… But now they town of metal seek And find it on the Kettle Creek ;

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…

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…

The following adventure happened i… Ingersoll man. ‘ Truth is strange, stranger than… A man rafting down the river, Time he will remember ever,

Having received a letter from a ge… and glorying in its superiority to… You glory in your type writer, And its virtues you rehearse, But we prefer the old inditer–

The ancient poets ne’er did dream That Canada was land of cream, They ne’er imagined it could flow In this cold land of ice and snow, Where everything did solid freeze,

We let Ontario farmers sing About the joys the woods do bring, But we, in regions of North-West Do think prairie farms the best, For those poor men who swing the a…

British infants who were nobly bor… Were from their bleeding mother’s… And with the bayonet dashed upon t… There left to lie for native dogs… But the British Lion he soon o’er…

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…

Poor laborers, they did sad bewail… When the machine displaced the fla… Theres little work, now, with the… Since cultivators weed the rows. Labor it became more fickle

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…