Poems by James McIntyre

Meanderings of a stream rises twenty miles north of Toronto and sweeps around the whole of Southe...

Once, while digging 'neath the snow,
'Mid Canadian winter, lo!
To our joy and surprise
We s...

Hail Canada our young fair land,
The world's respect it doth command;
How quick her sons at w...

Poetry to us is given,
As stars beautify the Heaven,
Or, as the sunbeams when they gleam,
...

In the land of woods and lakes,
Pure happiness each one partakes,
Who is sound in body and in...

On Ganges banks roams the tiger,
And lion rules by the Niger,
Hunder heard shrill cry of peac...

I bought of land two miles square,
I knew not it contained a bear,
I never thought there woul...

Strange incidents do happen ever
On the famed Niagara river,
This thought to mind it now recal...

Two youths came over from York state,
Bill Brown and Tom Dawes his mate,
For many months they...

Hail Britannia's noblest daughter,
Who is surrounded by the water,
Of many a lake and broad s...

Here industry is not in vain,
For we have bounteous crops of grain,
And you behold on every f...

We have here a sight as fair
As bonnie Doon or banks of Ayr,
Like modest worth meandering slow...

Westward it winds past each town,
Growing broader as it flows down,
Onward it glides never we...

A buffalo, lord of the plain,
With massive neck and mighty mane,
While from his herd he slow...

A tale we'll tell of what hath been
When maids and youths kept Halloween.
It is a tale of old w...