Nelson’s Appeal For Maisonneuve (Arthur Weir Poems)
Silent I have stood and borne it, hoping still from year to yearThat the pleading voice of justice you would ...
Silent I have stood and borne it, hoping still from year to yearThat the pleading voice of justice you would ...
So he is dead. A strange, sad story clings About the memory of this mindless man;A tale that strips war's ...
Last of its race, beside our college There stands an Oak Tree, centuries old,Which, could it voice its stores of ...
The sun was swimming in the purple tide, His golden locks far floating on the sea,When thou and I stole ...
When Champlain with his faithful band Came o'er the stormy waveTo dwell within this lonely land, Their hearts were blithe ...
Of double depth they made her grave, And covered it with massive stone,And there, where silvery birches wave, They left ...
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