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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=416065" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Lines On T.D. McGee</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=416065" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">DeArcy. McGee,<br>All compliment thee,<br>The hope of the land,<br>On your lecture so grand.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=416065" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Though that is your fort,<br>Oh, give us the sport<br>Of an hour of your chat ;<br>Then we'll laugh and grow fat.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=416065" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">For none but the vile<br>Could e'er cease to smile<br>When near to thee,<br>So brilliant and free.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=416065" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Plant of Green Erin's isle, <br>Long in Canadian soil, <br>May you take deep root <br>And bear much noble fruit.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=416065" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Our hopes were in vain,<br>Alas ! he is slain<br>By a crankish hand,<br>The flower of the land.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=James+McIntyre">James McIntyre</a></strong></div>

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