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With pleasure we would love to dwe… On the charming themes of Lowell.
Lines on the North of Scotland, d… quarter of a century ago: Scotsmen have wandered far and wid… From Moray Frith to Frith of Cly… McDonald, from his sea girt isle,
Poor laborers, they did sad bewail… When the machine displaced the fla… Theres little work, now, with the… Since cultivators weed the rows. Labor it became more fickle
Our friend, Mr. Romley, He told the tale homley, And yet full of fun, How the Rabbits did run, In numbers a score,
The following impromptu was delive… It was expected that several annou… causes they were not present. We w… vacencies. Doctor Gardiner delive… the great snow drifts during the r…
Some in front rank will defiant Boldly place the Poet Bryant.
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…
In presenting this delicate, dainty morsel to the imagination of the people, I believed that it could be realized. I viewed the machine that turned and raised the mamoth cheese, and ...
Read at the opening of the New Pa… Some do boast of their pedigrees, But Salfords parent of the cheese… Rennie, industrious and wise, Here started this great enterprise…
Of Kentucky’s great hunter bold, Old Daniel Boon, oft tales are to… Of wild beasts he had no fear, But dangers loved, that pioneer. Canada hath hunters many,
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,
Addressed to Jonathan Wingle,… All those who quality do prize Must study color, taste and size And keep their dishes clean and sw… And all things round their factori…
The following sonnet on Brodie Ca… by my venerable Uncle, Thomas Mc… of John B. McIntyre, Ex-Grand M… —fellows, and now, and for many ye… St. Catherines. It was written by…
Sonnet on an incident which occurr… Pleasant memories it awakes, When musing on our northern lakes… For there I saw a charming Reed, A friend to me in hour of need.
England had triplets at a birth, Coleridge, Southy and Wordsworth, And these three were widely famed, And the 'Lake Poets’ they were na… With joy they did pursue their the…