Poetry

Eagle and Salmon By  James McIntyre Wilmot of fish culutre fame, To this tale he lends his name, A pair of eagles built their nest On a lofty pine tr…

Niagara Dry By  James McIntyre It happened once in early spring, While there did float great thick ice cakes, That then a gale did quickly bring Them…

Lines Read at a Maple Sugar Social April, 1888 By  James McIntyre Our first Canadian job when boy, In the big woods we did enjoy, Large maple bush we…

A St. Helena Lullaby By  Rudyard Kipling 'How far is St. Helena from a little child at play?' What makes you want to wander there with all th…

Love and a Question By  Robert Lee Frost A stranger came to the door at eve, And he spoke the bridegroom fair. He bore a green-white stick in his han…

Indian Romance By  James McIntyre We know a hill is smooth and round, Where Indian relics may be found, This hill it hath a history, Though enveloped…

Canadian Voyageurs on the Nile By  James McIntyre The British soldiers on the Nile With gratitude did kindly smile, On the Canadian voyageurs Who ski…

A Summer Storm By  Duncan Campbell Scott Last night a storm fell on the world     From heights of drouth and heat, The surly clouds for weeks were fu…

The Reed-Player To B. C. By  Duncan Campbell Scott By a dim shore where water darkening     Took the last light of spring, I went beyond the tumult, …

The Voice and the Dusk By  Duncan Campbell Scott The slender moon and one pale star,     A rose-leaf and a silver bee From some god’s garden blown af…

Heriot's Ford By  Rudyard Kipling 'What's that that hirples at my side?' The foe that you must fight, my lord. 'That rides as fas…