Burns sang of joys of Hallowe’en, But in Canada is oft seen By far more jolly times than these… At logging raising, paring bees, For here the youth is not afraid

We were so deeply impressed with t… in a prose tale that we transposed… A buffalo, lord of the plain, With massive neck and mighty mane, While from his herd he slowly stra…

We had the honour of delivering in… tercentennial anniversary of Shaks… Ingersoll, before a large audience… on the occasion: ‘ Shakespeare requires no marble m…

It almost now seems all in vain For to expect high price for grain… Wheat is grown on Egyptian soil On the banks of mighty Nile. And where the Ganges it doth flow…

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,

Some thirty years ago, in conversa… captain who had visited or voyaged… globe, he was denouncing fiercely… costermonger times. He said there… town library which was a tissue of…

Like mightiest organ in full tone Melodious grand is great Milton. He did in lofty measures tell How Satan, great archangel, fell, When from heaven downward hurled,

Written at the time of the disaste… ’Twas on a pleasant eve in May. Just as the sun shed its last ray, The bell it rang, citizens to warn… For lo! a fire appears in barn.

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,

The following ode was delivered by… of Burns, Ingersoll, in presence… This night shall never be forgot, For humble life none now despise, Since Barns was born in lowly cot…

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,

Lines on the naming of Victoria P… 1881. The ceremony was performed b… Esq., Mayor of the town. Come one, come all, to Scottish g… On the banks of Canadian Thames ;

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…

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

The Thames, and tributary rills Here they do drive numerous mills, Enabling millers, to compete, To pay high price for oats and whe… Here streams do drive many a wheel