To Mary in Heaven (Poem by Robert Burns) To Mary in Heaven By Robert Burns (I) Thou lingering star, with less’ning ray, That lov’st to greet the early morn, Again thou usherest in the d…
Bear and Whale (Poem by James McIntyre) Bear and Whale By James McIntyre A fable of the British and Russian dispute of 1885. Russians suffer sad distress For lack of freedom of the press, …
Queen's Jubilee (Poem by James McIntyre) Queen's Jubilee Ode, 1887 By James McIntyre Canada proves her devotion To her who rules o'er land and sea, For loyal thoughts do hearts insp…
Mammoth Cheese (Poem by James McIntyre) Mammoth Cheese By James McIntyre Weight over seven thousand pounds. We have seen thee, queen of cheese, Lying quietly at your ease, Gently fanned by…
Ode to Neptune (Poem by Phillis Wheatley) Ode to Neptune (1) By Phillis Wheatley On Mrs. W—‘s Voyage to England While raging tempests shake the shore, While AElus’ thunders round us roar, An…
Thanksgiving Ode (Poem by James McIntyre) Thanksgiving Ode November 15th, 1888 By James McIntyre September came and with it frost The season's pasture it seemed lost, And the wondrous yi…
Fragment of an Ode to Canada (Poem by Duncan Campbell Scott) Fragment of an Ode to Canada By Duncan Campbell Scott This is the land! It lies outstretched a vision of delight, Bent like a shield between the sil…
Delia (Poem by Robert Burns) Delia An Ode By Robert Burns Fair the face of orient day, Fair the tints of op’ning rose, But fairer still my Delia dawns, More lovely far her beaut…
Gordon and Burnaby (Poem by James McIntyre) 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…
Indian Mutiny (Poem by James McIntyre) Indian Mutiny By James McIntyre British infants who were nobly born Were from their bleeding mother's bosom torn, And with the bayonet dashed up…
Shakespeare (Poem by James McIntyre) Shakespeare By James McIntyre Tercentenary ode on Shakespeare read by the author at the anniversary concert, 1864. Three centuries have passed away …
Ode to December (Poem by Edwin John Dove Pratt) Ode to December 1917 By Edwin John Dove Pratt Was ever night so wild as this — this bleak December night! Veiled in the sombre shroud that sepul…