Prince Charlie's Grandsons.

Oft' times these handsome gentlemen appeared in the garb of old Gaul.


        Long 'ere Her Majesty the Queen
        Had visited of Aberdeen,
        'Ere she in castle did abide
        'Mong glorious hills on the Dee side,
        Or visited each Highland glen,
        Or won the hearts of Highland men,
        Here oft' was seen in celtic dress
        Two Stewarts brave in Inverness,
        Well worthy of the poet's lyre.
        They claimed Prince Charlie as grandsire,
        And that they also did combine
        Stuart with Royal Polish line,
        Their names Sobieskie, Stuart,
        They won many a Highland heart,
        But Royal order did go forth
        To build Balmoral Castle North,
        Then wondrous change was quickly seen,
        All hearts were captured by the Queen.


The Royal Stuarts are owners of large estates on the banks of the Findhorn and their great rivals were near by the Royal Comyns. The Lion Hunter Gordon Comyn was of this stock. Professor J. S. Blockie has written a fine poem on the wars of the rival houses.


        "Here where the dark water'd stream rushes free,
                    child of the mountain."

James McIntyre

James McIntyre was a Canadian poet, most notable for his poetry concerning cheese, cheese-making, dairying, and dairy products. Often referred to as 'The Cheese Poet,' McIntyre's work is celebrated for its earnestness and unintentional humor, making him both a beloved and an infamous figure in literary circles. He emigrated from Scotland to Canada in 1851 and settled in Ingersoll, Ontario, where he became a successful businessman and community leader.

James McIntyre

Lines Read at a Parsonage Opening at the Village where Ranney had once flourished, 1883.

James McIntyre, Simple Poetry

Beachville.

James McIntyre, Simple Poetry

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High In Masonry.

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