| William Wilfred Campbell, comp. The Oxford Book of Canadian Verse. 1913. | | | | The Emigrants Funeral | | By Robert Jackson MacGeorge (18081884) |
| | | STRANGE earth we sprinkle on the exiles clay, | |
| Mingled with flowers his childhood never knew; | |
| Far sleeps he from that mountain-top so blue, | |
| Shadowing the scene of his young boyhoods play. | |
| But oer his lonely transatlantic bed | 5 |
| The ancient words of hopeful love are spoken; | |
| The solitude of these old pines is broken | |
| With the same prayers once oer his father said. | |
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| O precious Liturgy! that thus canst bring | |
| Such sweet associations to the soul, | 10 |
| That though between us and our homes seas roll, | |
| We oft in thee forget our wandering, | |
| And in a holy day-dream tread once more | |
| The fresh green valleys of our native shore. | | | | |
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