James McIntyre

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

James McIntyre Poems

81. O For A Lodge 5/4/2012
82. Elf Shot 5/4/2012
83. Prof. Longmuir 5/4/2012
84. Book Agent Story 5/4/2012
85. Harvest Home Festivals 5/4/2012
86. Episcopal Harvest Home 5/4/2012
87. Lines On The North Of Scotland 5/4/2012
88. Electric Light 5/4/2012
89. Witch Stone 5/4/2012
90. Dick And Edward 5/4/2012
91. Response To Sentiment Of Scottish Poets 5/4/2012
92. Salford Parsonage 5/4/2012
93. Lines On London 5/4/2012
94. Gratification 5/4/2012
95. Finale 5/4/2012
96. Tiger and Elephant 5/8/2015
97. Halloween 11/23/2015
98. Help In Need 2/3/2016
99. Lines On Gunn 5/4/2012
100. Indian Mutiniy 5/4/2012
101. Transformation Scene 5/4/2012
102. Ladies Aid 5/4/2012
103. Questions And Answers 5/4/2012
104. Oxford Cheese Makers Song 5/4/2012
105. Canada Our Home 5/4/2012
106. Fairy Tale 5/4/2012
107. Coleridge, Southy And Wordsworth 5/4/2012
108. On White Brothers 5/4/2012
109. Oliver Goldsmith 5/4/2012
110. A Romance Of Canada 5/4/2012
111. A Concert-Impromptu 5/4/2012
112. On Doctor Gardener 5/4/2012
113. A Crooked Looking Glass 5/4/2012
114. A Providential Escape 5/4/2012
115. Rabbit Story 5/4/2012
116. Burns And Scott 5/4/2012
117. Lines On A.B 5/4/2012
118. Brantford 5/4/2012
119. Opening Ode 5/4/2012
120. Lines On A Fountain 5/4/2012

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Best Poem of James McIntyre

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,
O'er cropped the weary land grew poor
And nearly barren as a moor,
But now the owners live at ease
Rejoicing in their crop of cheese.

And since they justly treat the soil,
Are well rewarded for their toil,
The land enriched by goodly cows,
Yie'ds plenty now to ...

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Ensilage

The farmers now should all adorn
A few fields with sweet southern corn,
It is luscious, thick and tall,
The beauty of the fields in fall.

For it doth make best ensilage,
For those in dairying engage
It makes the milk in streams to flow,
Where dairymen have a good silo.

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