James McIntyre

[The Cheese Poet] (25 May 1828 – 31 March 1906 / Forres, Scotland)

James McIntyre Poems

81. Lines On Ingersoll 5/4/2012
82. Lines On London 5/4/2012
83. Lines On Methodist Union 5/4/2012
84. Lines On Mt. Elgin 5/4/2012
85. Lines On Niagaras [sic] Charms And Death 5/4/2012
86. Lines On Norwich 5/4/2012
87. Lines On Removal 5/4/2012
88. Lines On Salford 5/4/2012
89. Lines On Stratford 5/4/2012
90. Lines On T.D. Mcgee 5/4/2012
91. Lines On Thamesford 5/4/2012
92. Lines On The Credit Valley Trip 5/4/2012
93. Lines On The North Of Scotland 5/4/2012
94. Lines On Tilsonburg 5/4/2012
95. Lines On Woodstock 5/4/2012
96. Lines Read At A Dairymaids' Social, 1887 1/3/2003
97. Lines Read At A Dairymen's Supper 1/3/2003
98. Lineson Thorold 5/4/2012
99. Little Lake 5/4/2012
100. London Children 5/4/2012
101. London West 5/4/2012
102. Longfellow 5/4/2012
103. Lorne And Louise 5/4/2012
104. Lowell 5/4/2012
105. Masonic 5/4/2012
106. Millar 5/4/2012
107. Mrs. Moody 1/3/2003
108. Musings On The North West 5/4/2012
109. Nova Scotia 1/3/2003
110. Nuptial Ode On Canada 5/4/2012
111. O For A Lodge 5/4/2012
112. Oddfellowship In Ingersoll 5/4/2012
113. Oddfellowship In Woodstock 5/4/2012
114. Ode On The Mammoth Cheese 1/3/2003
115. Oliver Goldsmith 5/4/2012
116. On Doctor Gardener 5/4/2012
117. On White Brothers 5/4/2012
118. Opening Ode 5/4/2012
119. Our Firemen 5/4/2012
120. Oxford Cheese Makers Song 5/4/2012
Best Poem of James McIntyre

Ode On The Mammoth Cheese

We have seen the Queen of cheese,
Laying quietly at your ease,
Gently fanned by evening breeze --
Thy fair form no flies dare seize.

All gaily dressed soon you'll go
To the great Provincial Show,
To be admired by many a beau
In the city of Toronto.

Cows numerous as a swarm of bees --
Or as the leaves upon the trees --
It did require to make thee please,
And stand unrivalled Queen of Cheese.

May you not receive a scar as
We have heard that Mr. Harris
Intends to send you off as far as
The great World's show at Paris. ...

Read the full of Ode On The Mammoth Cheese

Nova Scotia

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 tax
We'll let you go to Halifax.

[Report Error]