And gather them home to our bosom again.

Dear Maple, that yieldeth a nectar so rare,
So useful in spring, and in summer so fair,--
Of autumn acknowledged the glory and queen,
Attendant on every Canadian scene,
Enshrined in our homes it is meet thou shouldst be
Of our country the emblem, O beautiful Tree!




TO A RABBIT.


Go to the green wood, go
I oft shall sigh for thee,--
And yet rejoice to know,
That thou art sporting free.

Go to the meadows green,
Where summer holds her reign;
When winter spoils the scene
Wilt thou return again?

A shelter thou wouldst find
From every howling storm;
The heart thou leav'st behind
Would still be true and warm.