McCready the great Irish Tragedi… was the finest in America. Thorold is famous for its mills, And the grand view from off its hi… A view so charming and extended,

The following lines were written a… who said she would recite them at… entertainment. She wished it writt… will talk. I presume the ideas in… altogether original, or they are v…

It is folly now to aim Or to seek for distant fame, But rest content if we can claim Something of a local name Oh the pleasant banks of Thame,

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…

Poetry to us is given As stars beautify the heaven, Or, as the sunbeams when they glea… Sparkling so bright upon the strea… And the poetry of motion

The farmers they now all make rich… Since Farrington went to Norwich And the system first there began Of making cheese on factory plan ; He came from Herkimer county,

The following adventure happened i… Ingersoll man. ‘ Truth is strange, stranger than… A man rafting down the river, Time he will remember ever,

The mind thats sad it doth relax The humor of the witty Saxe. He puts us in a cheerful mood, Mirthful as our own Tom Hood.

At Forres is a large round stone, A relic of the days by gone; For here there were two witches bu… Underneath their ashes urned. A man with veneration small

The ancient poets ne’er did dream That Canada was land of cream, They ne’er imagined it could flow In this cold land of ice and snow, Where everything did solid freeze,

From the long, continuous rains, O’erflowing were the swamps and dr… For each day had its heavy shower, Torrents fell for many an hour. At London, where two branches joi…

When Father Ranney left the Stat… In Canada to try the fates, He settled down in Dereham, Then no dairyman lived near him; He was the first there to squeeze

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 dinner table all do march Through evergreen triumphal arch ; On top the Union Jack it floats On each side sheaves of wheat and… Great pumpkins and big ears of cor…

Poets they do pursue each theme Under a gentle head of steam, Save one, who needed fierce fire o… The brilliant, passionate Byron. His Child Harold’s Pilgrimage