Dominion Day, 1900.

    Rejoice, O Canada, rejoice,
        On this thy natal day;
    In East and West lift up thy voice,
        And to thy children say:
    "Behold me now to stature sprung;
        Acclaim my second birth;
    A Nation now I stand among
        My sisters of the earth."

    The wrath of man doth praise the Lord;
        And, glorious be His name,
    An Empire, fashioned by the sword
        And welded in the flame,
    Hath risen o'er the battle-smoke,
        And near and far unfurled
    Its righteous standard to evoke
        Heaven's blessings on the world.

W. M. MacKeracher

W. M. MacKeracher was a poet known for his contributions to Canadian literature during the early 20th century. His works often focused on themes of nature, human emotion, and the simplicity of rural life. Though not as widely known as some of his contemporaries, MacKeracher's poetry has been appreciated for its lyrical quality and depth. Much of his work was published in regional journals and anthologies, capturing the essence of Canadian landscapes and the human experience within them. His exact birth and death dates remain obscure.

W. M. MacKeracher

In The Sugar Bush.

W. M. MacKeracher, Simple Poetry

Reflections On A Tree In Autumn.

W. M. MacKeracher, Simple Poetry

Canada's Eighteen.

W. M. MacKeracher, Simple Poetry

Lines written in an Album.

W. M. MacKeracher, Simple Poetry

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Dominion Day.

This is the day whereon, confederate
In union, was our national'ty born, -
A four-walled temple beautiful and great,
Arising like the bringer of the morn,
Now winged and buttressed, which the years adorn
With pinnacles of fame. Long may it stand,
Though realms be rent, states shattered, thrones uptorn!
Long may Canadians grasp each other's hand,
Defend their nation's rights, and love their fatherland!

W. M. MacKeracher

Dominion Day.

    Where the purple-vestured mountains
        Bear their summits crowned with snow,
    Haughty lords of all the riches
        In the rocks and streams below;
    Tow'ring to the azure heavens,
        Frowning on the sapphire sea:
    There to-day, O wide Dominion,
        Thine own children honor thee.

    Where the shadeless, open prairie
        Spreads its lone expanse unstirred
    By a sound of living creature,
        Save the lowing of the herd,
    And the half-grown wheat in verdure
        Reaches thickly to the knee,
    There to-day, O fair Dominion,
        Thine own children honor thee.

    Where the south wind from the bushes
        The large, luscious berry shakes,
    And the commerce of the cities
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Our Nation's Birthday. July 1St, 1867.

Ring out your glad peals of rejoicing!
    Wake Music's enlivening strain!
Let the sound float abroad o'er your waters,
    And echo through valley and plain;
From the shores of the far-distant Fundy,
    To the lakes of the limitless West,
Let the sound of a People's exulting
    Go forth in its joyous unrest!

For a great Christian Nation, this morning,
    From fragments disjointed made one,
With the laws and the speech of old England,
    Looks up to the new-risen sun;
And, scarce conscious as yet of her mission -
    Of the wealth of her young, earnest life -
Starts out in the march of the nations,
    To a future with perils how rife!

Yet who shall not hope for that future -
    God's wide-open Book in her hand,
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Canada

Dear Canada, our native land,
Our love for thee grows day by day;
Our fathers left the olden strand,
O'er sea and rapids made their way,
And by their energy and skill
They laid thy firm foundation deep,
And sowed the seed o'er vale and hill
Which we, their sons, are called to reap.

The wilderness blooms as the rose;
The old-time hardships are unknown;
And wealth in streams of commerce flows
From sea to sea--a nation grown--
Still youthful, but with thews of steel
To throttle foes that may arise;
Yet loving touch sore hearts to heal,
And lift us nearer to the skies.

We cannot boast as blue a sky
As smiles o'er many an Alpine plain,
Nor are our mountain peaks as high
As theirs, yet we have other gain;
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Birth Of Canada As A Nation, July First, 1867.

        Hail Britannia's noblest daughter,
        Who is surrounded by the water
        Of many a lake and broad sea,
        Land of beaver and of maple tree.

        Her lofty brow is wreathed with smiles,
        For from the far Atlantic isles
        In pomp have come their delegates,
        All seeking to unite their fates.

        With Canada great northern queen,
        And now throughout the land is seen,
        High festival and stately dance,
        Triumphant nuptials to advance.

        And soon shall Red River valley
        And distant Vancouver rally,
        To form this Empire gigantic
        From Pacific to Atlantic.

James McIntyre

A National Hymn. - Government House, March 1880.

From our Dominion never
Take Thy protecting hand,
United, Lord, for ever
Keep Thou our fathers' land!
From where Atlantic terrors
Our hardy seamen train,
To where the salt sea mirrors
The vast Pacific chain.
Aye one with her whose thunder
Keeps world-watch with the hours,
Guard Freedom's home and wonder,
"This Canada of ours."

Fair days of fortune send her,
Be Thou her Shield and Sun!
Our land, our flag's Defender,
Unite our hearts as one!
One flag, one land, upon her
May every blessing rest I
For loyal faith and honour
Her children's deeds attest
Aye one with her, &c.

No stranger's foot, insulting,
Shall tread our country's soil;
While stand her sons exulting
For her to live and toil.
She hath the v...

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