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The following invitation appeared… concert. If pleasant night you wish to spen… Go and invite your lady friend; Oddfellow’s concert is the place
Lines composed on an excursion to… In winter time ’tis sad and dreary For to gaze on stormy Erie, But here in summer time this port It is fashionable resort,
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…
We have had the pleasure of hearin… from the city of London. We comme… Do you unto this world belong, To cheer us merrily with song? Are you mortal like ourselves,
Addressed to Jonathan Wingle, Es… In summer time we roam o’er dingle… But winter draws us round the ingl… Why do you remain thus single, When love would make two hearts ti…
Written at the time of the disaste… ’Twas on a pleasant eve in May. Just as the sun shed its last ray, The bell it rang, citizens to warn… For lo! a fire appears in barn.
Babies carried off and changed by… last winter of 1884, in Burghed, i… around great fires, incantations w… away the evil spirits. The custom… the time of the Druids.
In replying to this toast, we have… in the first rank. His mind was so… plowing a daisy under, as evinced… ‘ Wee, modest, crimson-tipped flow… Thou’st met me in an evil hour,
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…
Written during the last excitement… Rejoice, rejoice, we all do stand, United in one mighty band ; No traitors in our land we find, All one in heart all one in mind,
‘O for a Lodge in some vast wilde… A man cryed out in his distress, For he was tired and sick of life, And weary of this worldly strife, And longed for to be far away
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…
A tale we’ll tell of what hath bee… When maids and youths kept Hallow… It is a tale of old world lore What happened in the days of yore, When fairies danced upon the green
Lines on the naming of Victoria P… 1881. The ceremony was performed b… Esq., Mayor of the town. Come one, come all, to Scottish g… On the banks of Canadian Thames ;
Where the young lady waiters we… Throughout the world they do extol The fame of our town Ingersoll, The capital of dairyland, To-night it seems like fairy land,