Poetry

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…

Elegy on Miss Burnet of Monboddo By  Robert Burns Life ne’er exulted in so rich a prize As Burnet, lovely from her native skies; Nor envious death so…

Canadian Hunter By  James McIntyre Of Kentucky's great hunter bold Old Daniel Boone oft tales are told, Of wild beasts he had no fear, But danger…

The First Six Verses of the Ninetieth Psalm By  Robert Burns O Thou, the first, the greatest friend     Of all the human race! Whose strong righ…

Land Clearing By  James McIntyre The first winter which I did spend In Canada was with a friend, And when the snow had passed away Quite early in the…

The Lyric League * By  William Hodgson Ellis We be seventy Lyric Poets, All in the Fatherland, Our verse is delightful, although its Not easy to unde…

Gordon and Burnaby By  James McIntyre When the Chinese did rebel, Gordon alone he could them quell, With justice they his name revere, The man who bu…

Ye Mariners who Spread your Sails By  Victor Hugo Ye mariners! ye mariners! each sail to the breeze unfurled, In joy or sorrow still pursue your cour…

On reading in a Newspaper the Death of John M’Leod, Esq. By  Robert Burns Sad thy tale, thou idle page,     And rueful thy alarms: Death tears the br…

As a Watch in the Night * By  William Hodgson Ellis The soldier called from rest or play     To take his post as sentinel, To guard until the break o…

Wind and Window Flower By  Robert Lee Frost Lovers, forget your love,     And list to the love of these, She a window flower,     And he a winter bre…

The Violet Pressed In a Copy of Shakespeare By  Duncan Campbell Scott Here in the inmost of the master’s heart     This violet crisp with early dew, …

You’ll Travel Far and Wide By  Gilbert Parker You’ll travel far and wide, dear, but you’ll come back again, You’ll come back to your father and your …