The Hill Of San Sebastian – William Henry Drummond

The Hill Of San Sebastian I ought to feel more satisfy an’ happy dan I be, For better husban’ dan ma own, it ‘s very…

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To His Lute – William Henry Drummond

To His Lute My lute, be as thou wert when thou didst grow With thy green mother in some shady grove, When immelodious winds but…

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When Albani Sang – William Henry Drummond

When Albani Sang Was workin’ away on de farm dere, wan morning not long ago, Feexin’ de fence for winter–‘cos dat’s w’ere we got de…

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The Old House And The New – William Henry Drummond

The Old House And The New Is it only twelve mont’ I play de fool, You’re sure it ‘s correc’ , ma dear? I ‘m…

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This Life Which Seems So Fair – William Henry Drummond

This Life Which Seems So Fair This Life, which seems so fair, Is like a bubble blown up in the air By sporting children’s breath,…

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Summons To Love – William Henry Drummond

Summons To Love Phoebus, arise! And paint the sable skies With azure, white, and red: Rouse Memnon’s mother from her Tithon’s bed That she may…

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The Log Jam – William Henry Drummond

The Log Jam 1 Dere ‘a s beeg jam up de reever, w’ere rapide is runnin’ fas’, 2 An’ de log we cut las’ winter…

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To The Nightingale – William Henry Drummond

To The Nightingale Sweet bird, that sing’st away the early hours Of winters past or coming, void of care, Well pleased with delights which present…

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The Canadian Magpie – William Henry Drummond

The Canadian Magpie Mos’ ev’ryman lak de robin An’ it’s pleasan’ for hear heem sing, Affer de winter ‘s over An’ it ‘s comin’ anoder…

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The Old Pine Tree – William Henry Drummond

The Old Pine Tree ‘Listen my child,’ said the old pine tree, to the little one nestling near, ‘For the storm clouds troop together to-night,…

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The Wreck Of The Julie Plante – A Legend Of Lac St. Pierre – William Henry Drummond

The Wreck Of The Julie Plante – A Legend Of Lac St. Pierre 1 On wan dark night on Lac St. Pierre, 2 De win’…

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The Canadian Country Doctor – William Henry Drummond

The Canadian Country Doctor I s’pose mos’ev’ry body t’ink hees job’s about de hardes’ From de boss man on de Guvernement to poor man on…

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The Old Sexton – William Henry Drummond

The Old Sexton I know very well t’was purty hard case If dere ‘s not on de worl’ some beeger place Dan village of Cote…

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Two Hundred Years Ago – William Henry Drummond

Two Hundred Years Ago Two honder year ago, de worl’ is purty slow Even folk upon dis contree ‘s not so smart, Den who is…

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The Dublin Fusilier – William Henry Drummond

The Dublin Fusilier Here’s to you, Uncle Kruger! slainté! an’ slainté galore. You ‘re a dacint ould man, begorra; never mind if you are a…

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The Oyster Schooner – William Henry Drummond

The Oyster Schooner W’at’s all dem bell a ringin’ for, a can hear dem ev’ry w’ere? W’at’s bring de peop’ togeder on de w’arf at…

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The Windigo – William Henry Drummond

The Windigo Go easy wit’ de paddle, an’ steady wit’ de oar Geev rudder to de bes’ man you got among de crew, Let ev’ry…

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The Cure Of Calumette – William Henry Drummond

The Cure Of Calumette Dere’s no voyageur on de reever never run hees canoe d’ecorce T’roo de roar an’ de rush of de rapide, w’ere…

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The Red Canoe – William Henry Drummond

The Red Canoe De win’ is sleepin’ in de pine, but O! de night is black! An’ all day long de loon bird cry on…

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A Lament – William Henry Drummond

A Lament My thoughts hold mortal strife; I do detest my life, And with lamenting cries Peace to my soul to bring Oft call that…

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The Corduroy Road – William Henry Drummond

The Corduroy Road De corduroy road go bompety bomp, De corduroy road go jompety jomp, An’ he’ s takin’beeg chances upset hees load De horse…

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The Rose Delima – William Henry Drummond

The Rose Delima You can sew heem up in a canvas sack, An’ t’row heem over boar’ You can wait till de ship she ‘s…

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Autumn Days – William Henry Drummond

Autumn Days In dreams of the night I hear the call Of wild duck scudding across the lake, In dreams I see the old convent…

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The Grand Seigneur – William Henry Drummond

The Grand Seigneur To the hut of the peasant, or lordly hall, To the heart of the king, or humblest thrall, Sooner or late, love…

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Spring Bereaved 3 – William Henry Drummond

Spring Bereaved 3 ALEXIS, here she stay’d; among these pines, Sweet hermitress, she did alone repair; Here did she spread the treasure of her hair,…

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The Habitants Jubilee Ode – William Henry Drummond

The Habitants Jubilee Ode I read on de paper mos’ ev’ry day, all about Jubilee An’ grande procession movin’ along, an’ passin’ across de sea,…

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Strathcona’s Horse – William Henry Drummond

Strathcona’s Horse O I was thine, and thou wert mine, and ours the boundless plain, Where the winds of the North, my gallant steed, ruffled…

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The Habitants Summer – William Henry Drummond

The Habitants Summer O, who can blame de winter, never min’ de hard he ‘s blowin’ ‘Cos w’en de tam is comin’ for passin’ on…

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Bateese And His Little Decoys – William Henry Drummond

Bateese And His Little Decoys O I’m very very tire Marie, I wonder if I’m able hol’ a gun An’ me dat ‘s alway risin’…

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