What news to all alike brings startling sorrow? And he is dead, the vigorous chieftain dead? Nor e'en for him would death still brook to-morrow? No more shall followers vaunt and foemen dread;...
E'en the fair orb on which I gaze Suggests thy radiance by its rays: That silvery, soft, and dreamy light, So soft, and yet so beauteous bright, Falling in glowing tints so faint, -...
God of mercy without measure! God of all-embracing love! Show'ring in Thy gracious pleasure Countless blessings from above; Bounteous benefits bestowing In a kind, continuous course,...
But now the Summer hastens to its close, And soon will Song a different aspect wear, Sweeping terrific, clad in ghostly snows, And lit by the flash of the Boreal glare, Or, but a poet in his easy chair;...
How can the man whose uneventful days, Each like the other, are obscurely spent Amid the mill's dead products, keep his gaze Upon a lofty goal serenely bent? Or he who sedulously tells and groups...
The snow lies pure and peaceful on the ground, Serenely smiles the azure sky o'erhead: The Sabbath spirit dwells on all around, And weekly toils and discords all are fled. ...
Ever hail'd with delight when my memory strays O'er the various scenes of my juvenile days, Do you mind if I sing a poor song in your praise, My jolly old classical master? ...
The demoiselles of sunny France Have gaiety and grace; Britannia's maids a tender glance, A sweet and gentle face; Columbia's virgins bring to knee Full many a duke and earl;...
O Canada, my country and my love, Held in my heart all other lands above; To thee to whom my homage should belong I pay the cheerful tribute of my song,...
Oh! the sickening sensation! Oh! the burning agitation In my soul! Oh! the awful desolation Of my soul! And my breast is sore with sighing. Comfort to myself denying...
Thee best of leaves I love, In forest or in grove, O Maple Leaf; O thou which art the sign Of this dear land of mine, What loveliness is thine, O Maple Leaf! ...
"Who first invented work?" asks Elia, he Whose life to an ungenial task was wed, And answers, "Satan"; but it could not be - On idleness his foul ambition fed; By idleness the heavenly domiciles...
Heaven bless this new abode; defend its doors Against the entry of malignant sprites - Gaunt Poverty, pale Sickness, Care that blights; And o'er its thresholds, like the enchanted shores...
Father! How precious is that name to me! Name rendered sacred e'en by earthly ties, How full of vaster meaning when applied To Him high-dwelling in the heavenly home!...
Far stretched the landscape, fair, without a flaw, Down to one silver sheet, some stream or cloud, Through glamorous mists. Midway, an engine ploughed Across the scene. In meditative awe...
Mourn, mourn, ye spirits of the brave, for glories passed away; Mourn that the sceptre of your king should own a stranger's sway; Mourn that the crown, which graced his brow by sovereign right divine,...
The tree, with its leaves in luxuriance shading My path in the tune-yielding time of the year, Now sighs in its dirge, while its foliage, fading, Descends to its sepulchre withered and sere. ...
Sometimes my heart by cruel care opprest Faints from the weight of woe upon my breast, My soul embittered far beyond belief; - As damned one, drinking galling draughts of grief,...
There is a valley where the wheat fields wave In autumn like a gold ymolten sea; There is a river whose cool waters lave Sweet-scented gardens, groves, and rolling lea, And homes of people worthy to be free;...
Now are the trees all ruefully bereft Of their brave liveries of green and gold, No shred of all their pleasant raiment left To shield them from the wind and nipping cold....