Canada, My Land; and Other Compositions in Verse

CANADA, MY LAND
AND OTHER COMPOSITIONS IN VERSE
W. M. MacKERACHER
TORONTO WILLIAM BRIGGS 1908
Copyright, Canada, 1908, by W. M. MacKeracher
CONTENTS.

There may be more enchanting climes Within a southern zone; There may be eastern Edens deckt With charms to thee unknown; But thou art fairest unto me, Because thou art mine own, Canada, my land.
More spacious plains and loftier heights In other realms may be, And mightier streams than those which bear Thy waters to the sea; But thou, great handiwork of God, Art grandest unto me, Canada, my land.
More glorious records may adorn The annals of the past Than those which tell the rise and growth Of thy dominion vast; But I am proudest of the land In which my lot is cast, Canada, my land.
Beneath thy green or snow-clad sod My fathers' ashes lie; Thou hast my all, to thee I'm bound By every dearest tie; For thee I'll gladly live, for thee I cheerfully would die, Canada, my land.