James McIntyre Poems

The citizens of London West
Their patience oft is put to test
When they behold the various dams
Do cause the floods and the ice jams.
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Joseph Howe, none higher stood than thou,
Thou wert a man with lofty brow ;
D'Arcey McGee, so brillant and free,
From Green Isle you came, 'oer the sea.
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Of Kentucky's great hunter bold,
Old Daniel Boon, oft tales are told ;
Of wild beasts he had no fear,
But dangers loved, that pioneer.
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Sept. 1883, whereby the whole of the churches of that denomination
were united into one body.
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Do you unto this world belong,
To cheer us merrily with song ?
Are you mortal like ourselves,
Or are you, charming little elves,
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The following appeared in Truth in the form of a prose tale of
considerable length. We have concentrated the essence
thereof into the few verses below. It is a tale of the
Canadian North-West, during the times of the Hudson
Bay Company's rule.
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The mind thats sad it doth relax
The humor of the witty Saxe.
He puts us in a cheerful mood,
Mirthful as our own Tom Hood.
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Price soon will rise, though now 'tis low,
And brooks of milk will onward flow ;
Were it collected in one stream
There would be floods of milk and cream.
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When the British Lion offered aid to the turk,
Round many lips a sneer of serious doubt did lurk,
They said he was at home on sea, but when on land
He would be as a ship wrecked upon the strand ;
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On Erie's banks were tigers steal along,
And the dread Indian chaunts his dismal song.
Where human fiends their midnight errand walk ;
And bathe in brains the murderous tomehawk.
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