James McIntyre

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

James McIntyre Poems

1. Halloween 11/23/2015
2. Help In Need 2/3/2016
3. Tiger and Elephant 5/8/2015
4. Lines On Beachville 5/4/2012
5. Potato Bug Exterminators 5/4/2012
6. The Great Fire Of Ingersoll 5/4/2012
7. Robert Fleming Gourley 5/4/2012
8. Lines On Col. Wonham 5/4/2012
9. Lines On Thamesford 5/4/2012
10. Lines On Norwich 5/4/2012
11. Lines On Tilsonburg 5/4/2012
12. Lines On Woodstock 5/4/2012
13. Lines On Corner Stone 5/4/2012
14. Lament Of The Maple Tree 5/4/2012
15. Disaster To Steamer Victoria At London 5/4/2012
16. St.Catharines 5/4/2012
17. Life In The Woods 5/4/2012
18. Donald Ross 5/4/2012
19. Dried Apples 5/4/2012
20. Tercentenary Ode On Shakespeare 5/4/2012
21. Shelley 5/4/2012
22. Dryden And Pope 5/4/2012
23. Tom Moore 5/4/2012
24. Longfellow 5/4/2012
25. Walt Whitman 5/4/2012
26. Robert Burns 5/4/2012
27. Wars In Queen Victorias Reign 5/4/2012
28. The Shires On The Moray Frith 5/4/2012
29. St. Andrews Anniversary 5/4/2012
30. The Brothers Stuart 5/4/2012
31. Scottish Names In Oxford County 5/4/2012
32. Elf Shot 5/4/2012
33. Victoria Park And Caledonian Games 5/4/2012
34. Lines 5/4/2012
35. Lineson Thorold 5/4/2012
36. Dr.Springer 5/4/2012
37. Galt And Dunlop 5/4/2012
38. Let Her Go 5/4/2012
39. Impromptu 5/4/2012
40. The Cheese Pionner 5/4/2012

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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

Oxford Cheese Ode

The ancient poets ne'er did dream
That Canada was land of cream,
They ne'er imagined it could flow
In this cold land of ice and snow,
Where everything did solid freeze,
They ne'er hoped or looked for cheese.

A few years since our Oxford farms
Were nearly robbed of all their charms,

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