What saw you in your flight to-day… Crows, awinging your homeward way? Went you far in carrion quest, Crows, that worry the sunless west… Thieves and villains, you shameles…

There’s a brave little berry-brown… At the opposite side of the earth; Of the White, and the Black, and… He’s the smallest in compass and g… O! he’s little, and lively, and T…

My forest brave, my Red-skin love… We may not meet to-morrow; who can… What mighty ills befall our little… Or what you’ll suffer from the whi… Here is your knife! I thought ’tw…

Methinks I see your mirror frame, Ornate with photographs of them. Place mine therein, for, all the s… I’ll have my little laughs at them… For girls may come, and girls may…

Out of the night and the north; Savage of breed and of bone, Shaggy and swift comes the yelping… Freighters of fur from the voicele… That sleeps in the Arctic zone.

To none the city bends a servile k… Purse-proud and scornful, on her h… And at her feet the great white mo… Shoulders incessantly the grey-gol… One the Almighty’s child since ti…

Cards, and swords, and a lady’s lo… That is a tale worth reading, An insult veiled, a downcast glove… And rapiers leap unheeding. And ’tis O! for the brawl,

Who is it lacks the knowledge? Wh… To whine and sneer that they do no… But we of the North will answer,… Let the curs beware lest the whelp… For these are the kind whose muscl…

What of the days when we two dream… Days marvellously fair, As lightsome as a skyward floating… Sailing on summer air— Summer, summer, that came drifting…

Elfin bell in azure dress, Chiming all day long, Ringing through the wilderness Dulcet notes of song. Daintiest of forest flowers

IN MUSKOKA Lichens of green and grey on every… And green and grey the rocks benea… Above our heads the canvas stretch… And over all, enchantment rare and…

From out the west, where darkling… The 'waking wind pipes soft its ri… From out the west, o’erhung with f… The wind preludes with sighs its r… Then blowing, singing, piping, lau…

He needs must leave the trapping a… For mating game his arrows ne’er d… And from the hunter’s heaven turn… To wring some promise from the dor… He needs must leave the lodge that…

The autumn afternoon is dying o’er The quiet western valley where I… Beneath the maples on the river sh… Where tinted leaves, blue waters a… Environ all; and far above some bi…

When did you sink to your dreamles… Out there in your thunder bed? Where the tempests sweep, And the waters leap, And the storms rage overhead.