William Henry Drummond

(13 April, 1854 – 6 April, 1907 / Mohill, County Leitrim)

William Henry Drummond Poems

1. The Habitants Jubilee Ode 4/12/2010
2. The Grand Seigneur 4/12/2010
3. My Little Cabane 4/12/2010
4. The Canadian Magpie 4/12/2010
5. The Dublin Fusilier 4/12/2010
6. The Hill Of San Sebastian 4/12/2010
7. The Cure Of Calumette 4/12/2010
8. Marie Louise 4/12/2010
9. The Oyster Schooner 4/12/2010
10. The Old Sexton 4/12/2010
11. Mon Choual 4/12/2010
12. National Policy 4/12/2010
13. Ole Docteur Fiset 4/12/2010
14. The Corduroy Road 4/12/2010
15. Mon Frere Camille 4/12/2010
16. Maxime Labelle 4/12/2010
17. Strathcona's Horse 4/12/2010
18. Memories 4/12/2010
19. The Habitants Summer 4/12/2010
20. The Rose Delima 4/12/2010
21. The Old Pine Tree 4/12/2010
22. Pelang 4/12/2010
23. The Old House And The New 4/12/2010
24. Little Mouse 4/12/2010
25. The Red Canoe 4/12/2010
26. Bateese The Lucky Man 4/12/2010
27. Spring Bereaved 3 1/4/2003
28. The Canadian Country Doctor 4/12/2010
29. Johnnie's First Moose 4/12/2010
30. Donal Campbell 4/12/2010
31. De Camp On De 4/12/2010
32. The Windigo 4/12/2010
33. Two Hundred Years Ago 4/12/2010
34. When Albani Sang 4/12/2010
35. Dreams 4/12/2010
36. Leetle Lac Grenier 4/12/2010
37. Spring Bereaved 1 1/4/2003
38. Ole Tam On Bord-A-Plouffe 4/12/2010
39. De Bell Of St. Michel 4/12/2010
40. Madrigal 1/4/2003
Best Poem of William Henry Drummond

Little Bateese

1 You bad leetle boy, not moche you care
2 How busy you 're kipin' your poor gran'pere
3 Tryin' to stop you ev'ry day
4 Chasin' de hen aroun' de hay--
5 W'y don't you geev' dem a chance to lay?
6 Leetle Bateese!

7 Off on de fiel' you foller de plough
8 Den w'en you 're tire you scare the cow
9 Sickin' de dog till dey jomp the wall
10 So de milk ain't good for not'ing at all--
11 An' you 're only five an' a half dis fall,
12 Leetle Bateese!

13 Too sleepy for sayin' de prayer to-night?
14 Never min'...

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Le Vieux Temps

1 Venez ici, mon cher ami, an' sit down by me--so
2 An' I will tole you story of old tam long ago--
3 W'en ev'ryt'ing is happy--w'en all de bird is sing
4 An' me!--I'm young an' strong lak moose an' not afraid no t'ing.

5 I close my eye jus' so, an' see de place w'ere I am born--
6 I close my ear an' lissen to musique of de horn,
7 Dat 's horn ma dear ole moder blow--an only t'ing she play
8 Is 'viens donc vite Napoléon--'peche toi pour votre souper.'--

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