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…

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…

Written during the visit of delega… to negotiate for confederation. Hail Britannia’s noblest daughter… Who is surrounded by the water Of many a lake and broad sea,

Lines written on the arrival of G… The tidings now all hearts do plea… That she has landed safe-Louise, Victoria’s beloved daughter Who boldly has crossed the water.

Lines on a civic holiday trip on t… to Toronto, August, 1882. Address… conductor of Caledonian games at… From Ingersoll, on Canadian Tham… We come to greet mine host of the…

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,

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…

There came to Oxford Robert Gour… In his old ago his health was poor… He was a relic of the past, In his dotage sinking fast, Yet he was erect and tall,

We fancy the lustre of the old tow… on the new. English Woodstock was… English Woodstock had a Palace Where the Queen in jealous malice Slew romance’s fairest flower,

During the summer of 1883 we were… potatoes in North Oxford, where w… pair of bipeds drilling their offs… down the other, so as to annihilat… vast armies, dressed in yellow gar…

You may look but look in vain For stores with such immense pane… All other shops they do surpass With their enormous lights of glas… One night by chance through them w…

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…

If you are sulky, Nova Scotia, We’ll gladly let you float away From out our Confederation; You sicken us with sily agitation. If any more our patience you do ta…

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…