We fear to say, and yet we must, Dried apples once were full of dus… And you all know it is no joke. Saturate with tobacco smoke, And the hole where string did go t…

Lines on Caledonian games, May, 1… On grassy amphitheater Spectators sit, to view the war ‘Mong bold contestants on the plai… Where each doth strive the prize t…

Goldsmith wrote Deserted Village, Now again reduced to tillage ; Once happiest village of the plain… Place now you look for it in vain… There but one man he doth make ric…

Of Ingersoll we’re justly proud, Though o’er it hath hung a cloud; It was heavy, dark, profound, Weighing o’er ten thousand pound. But now the clouds do disappear,

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…

Moore found the ballads of Green… Were oft obscured beneath the soil As miner digging in a mine Finds rubbish 'mong the gold so fi… So Moore placed dross in the wast…

We look in vain for our past grand… Now scattered over many lands ; For some o’er the wide world doth… And some have joined Grand Lodge… But ever since Father Adam’s fall

Lines on our departed Canadian St… Joseph Howe, none higher stood th… Thou wert a man with lofty brow ; D’Arcey McGee, so brillant and f… From Green Isle you came, 'oer th…

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

To us it is a pleasing sight, To see so many here to night; All listening with so much delight Unto those worthy men of might The charming songsters, Brothers…

Will you please to let me go, Ma, To McIntyre’s, to buy a Sofa.

Mr. Hope Macniven, of Ingersoll,… younger days, during the first qua… century, of seeing and hearing man… men in Britain. He heard Doctor… he saw on the stage those eminent…

England hath given us the names To adorn Canadian Thames, And charms to them she hath lent, In Oxford, Middlesex and Kent. She Essex kisseth in her mouth,

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,

In these sketches of towns in Wes… to suppose that because we have pr… that said rhymes are poetry. If we… like a dewdropp sparkling in the s… Brantford as thriving city’s famed…