Poetry

Cheese Curd for Bait By  James McIntyre The following adventure was participated in by Mr. J. Podmore and Mr. W. D. Grant at Matheson's Cold Spri…

When to Sell Grain and Farm Produce By  James McIntyre Grain it should be sold in the fall Even if the price it should be small, For if you keep it t…

The Sleeper By  Duncan Campbell Scott Touched with some divine repose,     Isabelle has fallen asleep, Like the perfume from the rose     In and out …

Off Rivière-du-Loup By  Duncan Campbell Scott O ship incoming from the sea     With all your cloudy tower of sail, Dashing the water to the lee,     …

A Flock of Sheep To C. G. D. R. By  Duncan Campbell Scott Over the field the bright air clings and tingles,     In the gold sunset while the red wind…

Tarrant Moss By  Rudyard Kipling I closed and drew for my love's sake That now is false to me, And I slew the Reiver of Tarrant Moss And set Dume…

The Liner She's a Lady By  Rudyard Kipling The Liner she's a lady, an' she never looks nor 'eeds —  The Man-o'-War's 'er …

In a Belgian Garden By  Frank Oliver Call Once in a Belgian garden,     (Ah, many months ago!) I saw like pale Madonnas     The tall white lilies blo…

The Secret of the Sea By  Edwin John Dove Pratt Tell me thy secret, O Sea,     The mystery sealed in thy breast; Come, breathe it in whispers to me, …

The Oriole By  Emily Dickinson One of the ones that Midas touched, Who failed to touch us all, Was that confiding prodigal, The blissful oriole. So d…

Thorold By  James McIntyre McCready, the great Irish tragedian, said that the view from Thorold was the finest in America. Thorold is famous for its …

Close Up By  Gilbert Parker You heard the bugles calling, comrades, brothers, —  “Close up! Close up!”  You mounted to go forth, You answered “We are…

To Some Ladies On receiving a curious Shell By  John Keats What though while the wonders of nature exploring,     I cannot your light, mazy footsteps…