There is no song his colours canno… For all his art breathes melody, a… The fine, keen beauty that his bru… To murmuring marbles and to golden… The music of those marbles you can…

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…

A sweet high treble threads its si… Voice of the restless aspen, fine… It trills its pure soprano, light… Like the vibretto of a mandolin.

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…

Speak of you, sir? You bet he did… To go back on a fellow just becaus… Why, sir, he thought a lot of you,… Says he, “The Squire will some ti… And give us the surprise.” And so…

I swing to the sunset land— The world of prairie, the world of… The world of promise and hope and… The world of gold, and the world o… And the world of the willing hand.

It is the blood-hued maple straigh… Voicing abroad its patriotic song. Its daring colours bravely flingin… The ensign of the Nation of the N…

And only where the forest fires ha… Scorching relentlessly the cool no… A sweet wild flower lifts its purp… And, like some gentle spirit sorro… It hides the scars with almost hum…

(NEW BRUNSWICK) The long red flats stretch open to… Breathing their moisture on the A… The seaweeds cling with flesh-like… The rocks give shelter that the sa…

Pillowed and hushed on the silent… Wrapped in her mantle of golden gr… Wearied of pleasuring weeks away, Summer is lying asleep to-day,— Where winds come sweet from the wi…

There are fires on Lulu Island, a… With the pearl and purple tinting… And the Dream Hills lift their su… With the Capilano canyon at their… There are fires on Lulu Island, a…

I am Ojistoh, I am she, the wife Of him whose name breathes bravery… And courage to the tribe that call… I am Ojistoh, his white star, and… Is land, and lake, and sky—and sou…

Like a grey shadow lurking in the… He ventures forth along the edge o… With silent foot he scouts the cou… And scents the carrion awaiting hi… His savage eyeballs lurid with a f…

When each white moon, her lantern… Comes out to join the star night-w… Across the grey-green sea, a ship… For me a letter, from the Motherl… Naught would I care to live in qu…

Unknown to you, I walk the cheerl… The cutting blast, the hurl of bit… May freeze, and still, and bind th… Ere you will ever know, O! Heart… That I have sought, reflected in…