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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=416082" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Mrs. Moody</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=416082" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">When this country it was woody, <br>Its great champion, Mrs. Moody, <br>She showed she had both pluck and push, <br>In her work, roughing in the bush. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=416082" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">For there all alone she will dwell, <br>At time McKenzie did rebel, <br>Outbreak her husband strove to quell --<br>Her own grand struggles she doth tell. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=416082" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Round bush life she threw a glory, <br>Pioneer renowned in story; <br>But her tale it is more cheering<br>When she wrote about the clearing. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=416082" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Her other sister, Mrs. Traill, <br>Though eighty-six, she doth not fail; <br>She now is writing of wild flowers<br>Grown in Canada's woody bowers.</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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