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

Comments about William Henry Drummond

  • David Brydges (12/18/2014 10:43:00 AM)

    Somebody needs to do an editing as their is a mish mash mess of poems written by the 16th century Scottish poet William Henry Drummond that are mixed with the 19th century Irish-Canadian poet Dr. William Henry Drummond. dave

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  • Chris Green (1/3/2006 8:13:00 AM)

    Just a not to point out the obvious: the biography of Drummond (born 1854 in Ireland) which is at the head of this page, is wrong: how could his father have died in Scotland in 1610? The biography is for someone else.

  • P Goodridge (12/12/2004 12:16:00 PM)

    n0 commeny now for moi

Best Poem of William Henry Drummond

Little Bateese

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

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

Too sleepy for sayin' de prayer to-night?
Never min' I s'pose it 'll be all ...

Read the full of Little Bateese

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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