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Who was expected to attend a Banq… in London nearly thirty years ago.… were asking for Brother Abel. When we went down to London in mi… A brother looked at me as though…
The following response to ‘ Canad… at a banquet of the Caledonian So… In responding to the sentiment, ‘… perhaps it would be appropriate to… and distinguishing characteristics…
Lines written when the Prince of… was about embarking for Canada, M… In his long voyage o’er the sea, To where doth grow the maple tree, May he be blest with pleasant gale…
Lines written on the arrival of G… The tidings now all hearts do plea… That she has landed safe-Louise, Victoria’s beloved daughter Who boldly has crossed the water.
His mother from celestial bower, In the self same day and hour Of her death, or Heavenly birth, Gazed again upon the earth– And saw her gentle, loving boy,
If you are sulky, Nova Scotia, We’ll gladly let you float away From out our Confederation; You sicken us with sily agitation. If any more our patience you do ta…
My friends, we sing Canadian them… For in them we proudly glory; Her lakes, her rivers and her stre… Worthy of renown in story. And in these leaves we hope is str…
Lines on a civic holiday trip on t… to Toronto, August, 1882. Address… conductor of Caledonian games at… From Ingersoll, on Canadian Tham… We come to greet mine host of the…
We will now sing in thoughtful str… Of wars in Queen Victoria’s reign… The Russian Bear did ages lurk All ready for to spring on Turk, For Russian Statesmen did divine
Our Canadian County Perth Commemorates great bard of earth ; Stratford and Avon both are here, And they enshrine the name Shakes… For here in Stratford every ward
While the Thames meanders gently… fields of Ingersoll, a pleasing pi… ferent, alas, is the feeling in Lo… river is an object of dread and te… the eye or nostrils. As we have be…
To night the children meet with gl… To view the fruits on Christmas T… And when its beauties we behold We’re very sorry we are old. The children all they have good ca…
Like fruit that’s large and ripe a… Sweet and luscious is Longfellow, Melodious songs he oft did pour, And high was his Excelsior. He shows us in his psalm of life
Impromptu lines delivered at the l… of the church on Culloden road, wi… In this quiet spot, this day of J… Which will not be forgotten soon, For when your little church on hil…
In replying to this toast, we have… in the first rank. His mind was so… plowing a daisy under, as evinced… ‘ Wee, modest, crimson-tipped flow… Thou’st met me in an evil hour,