Poetry

A Prayer in Spring By  Robert Lee Frost Oh, give us pleasure in the flowers to-day; And give us not to think so far away As the uncertain harvest; ke…

The Aim was Song By  Robert Lee Frost Before man came to blow it right     The wind once blew itself untaught, And did its loudest day and night     …

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening By  Robert Lee Frost Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though; He will not see m…

In a Disused Graveyard By  Robert Lee Frost The living come with grassy tread To read the gravestones on the hill; The graveyard draws the living sti…

Birth of Canada As a Nation July First, 1867 By  James McIntyre Hail Britannia's noblest daughter, Who is surrounded by the water Of many a lake …

Departed Statesmen By  James McIntyre With a glance at Sir John A. Macdonald and Blake, the two living leaders, 1884. Joseph Howe, none higher stood …

Windmills and Stone Stables By  James McIntyre Cows suffered in the days of old For want of water and from cold, Now of good water they have fill For…

The Twilight of Love By  Gilbert Parker Adieu! and the sun goes awearily down, The mist creeps up o’er the sleepy town, The white sails bend to the s…

I Heard the Desert Calling By  Gilbert Parker I heard the desert calling, and my heart stood still —      There was winter in my world and in my hear…

A Little Song By  Duncan Campbell Scott The sunset in the rosy west     Burned soft and high; A shore-lark fell like a stone to his nest     In the w…

A Three-Part Song By  Rudyard Kipling I'm just in love with all these three, The Weald and the Marsh and the Down countrie; Nor I don't know …

A Song of Kabir By  Rudyard Kipling Oh, light was the world that he weighed in his hands! Oh, heavy the tale of his fiefs and his lands! He has gone …