The Spirit Wife (Arthur Weir Poems)
Rabbi Ben Horad was a learned man, Of gentle ways, who taught a pious flock,So small, at morn and eve ...
Arthur Weir Poems (46 Poems)
Ode For The Queen’s Jubilee. 1837-1887. (Arthur Weir Poems)
I_Sailor William is dead. And now Toll the great bells disconsolate. Let the maiden have time for tearsEre you ...
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 ...
Dauntless (Arthur Weir Poems)
So he is dead. A strange, sad story clings About the memory of this mindless man;A tale that strips war's ...
Pere Brosse (Arthur Weir Poems)
He had been with the Indians all the day, But sat with us at eve,Chatting and laughing in his genial ...
The Oak (Arthur Weir Poems)
Last of its race, beside our college There stands an Oak Tree, centuries old,Which, could it voice its stores of ...
The Captured Flag (Arthur Weir Poems)
Loudly roared the English cannon, loudly thundered back our own,Pouring down a hail of iron from their battlements of stone,Giving ...
Rhodope’s Shoe (Arthur Weir Poems)
In Egypt Rhodope was born, And lived afar from king and court;No jewels did the maid adorn; She crowned herself ...
De Salaberry At Chateauguay (Arthur Weir Poems)
We are scarcely one to seven, But our cause is just;Help us in our trial, heaven! Keep the ford we ...
Jule’s Letter. (Arthur Weir Poems)
Ma Chere'Since the morning we parted On the slippery docks of Rochelle,I have wandered, well nigh broken-hearted, Through many a ...
Long Ago (Arthur Weir Poems)
The sun was swimming in the purple tide, His golden locks far floating on the sea,When thou and I stole ...
Pilot (Arthur Weir Poems)
Merry Carlo, who runn'st at my heels Through the dense-crowded streets of the city,In and out among hurrying wheels,And whose ...
The Secret Of The Saguenay (Arthur Weir Poems)
Like a fragment of torn sea-kale,Or a wraith of mist in the gale,There comes a mysterious tale Out of the ...
L’Ordre De Bon Temps (Arthur Weir Poems)
When Champlain with his faithful band Came o'er the stormy waveTo dwell within this lonely land, Their hearts were blithe ...
Lachine (Arthur Weir Poems)
You named it better than you knew Who called yon little town Lachine, Though through the lapse of years betweenThe ...
Welcoming The New Year (Arthur Weir Poems)
We gathered, a jovial party, Together on New Year's eve,To welcome the coming monarch And to see the old one ...
The Priest And Minister (Arthur Weir Poems)
From Old France once sailed a vessel,Bearing hearts that came to nestleIn Acadia's breast and wrestle With its Winters cold.Priests ...
Snowshoeing Song (Arthur Weir Poems)
Hilloo, hilloo, hilloo, hilloo! Gather, gather, ye men in white; The winds blow keenly, the moon is bright, The sparkling ...
Hope And Despair (Arthur Weir Poems)
You love the sun and the languid breeze That gently kisses the rosebud's lips, And delight ...
A Greater Than He (Arthur Weir Poems)
Baby sits upon the floor, Baby's scarce a twelvemonth old;Baby laughs, and _goo-goos_ o'erMemories how a babe of yore Humbled ...
The Race (Arthur Weir Poems)
A girlish voice like a silver bellRang over the sparkling tide, "A race! a race!" She was under the ...
Champlain (Arthur Weir Poems)
Would that with the bold Champlain,And his comrades staunch and true,I had crossed the stormy main,Golden visions to pursue: And ...
At Rainbow Lake (Arthur Weir Poems)
There is a spot, far from the world's uproar, Amid great mountains,Where softly sleeps a lake, to whose still shore ...
Winter And Summer (Arthur Weir Poems)
Come Winter, merry Winter, Rejoice while yet you may,For nearer, ever nearer, Fair Summer draws each day,And soon the tiny ...
At Chateauguay (Arthur Weir Poems)
Memory gleams like a gem at night Through the gloom of to-day for me,Bringing dreams of a summer bright ...
My Treasure (Arthur Weir Poems)
What do you gather? the maiden said, Shaking her sunlit curls at me--"See, these flowers I plucked are dead, ...
The Lover’s Appeal (Arthur Weir Poems)
Tell me when you'll wed me? Sweetest, name the day:Hope has well nigh fled me, Joy has slipped away.Dearest, why ...
The Grave And The Tree (Arthur Weir Poems)
Of double depth they made her grave, And covered it with massive stone,And there, where silvery birches wave, They left ...
Life In Nature (Arthur Weir Poems)
Life grows not more nor less; it is but force And only changes;Expended here, it takes another course, And ever ...
Tennyson (Arthur Weir Poems)
The noble lion groweth old, The weight of years his eyesight dims, And strength deserts his mighty limbs,His once warm ...