James McIntyre

(25 May 1828 – 31 March 1906 / Forres, Scotland)

Lines On Tilsonburg - Poem by James McIntyre

After him who did mills own
This place was called in honor Tilson.
Bright gleaming like a morning star
Is clear waters of the Otter,

And it doth form here a vast pond
Which extends for miles beyond ;
A fortune on town it will shower,
This prodigious water-power.

No other spots to youth appear
Like lovely little lake Lisgear,
And few small towns have fine roadway ,
Lined with brick blocks, like your Broadway.

Elsewhere, the firemen slave like Turks,
But you have got good water works ;
And some do many a mile go
For to see your famous silo.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 4, 2012

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