The Song of the Exile--A Canadian Epic

And the peaceful arts
Engage more readily her people's hearts.

XLVI.

A noble nation striving peacefully
To gain the highest pinnacle of honour,
Without a peer in ingenuity;
Well mayest thou, great England, look upon her
As worthier far to be thy firm ally
Than any European monarchy.

XLVII.

Send forth thy Prince's son, and let him find
In broad America a worthy bride.
Thus let the ties of blood together bind
The Anglo-Saxon race on either side
The great Atlantic. Keep thy princes free
From royal Europe's mad heredity.

XLVIII.

Far better were it they should choose their brides
From some American pure family,
Than wed their cousins, in whose blood, besides
The fell disease which immorality
Of ancestors has planted there, there run
Weaknesses caused by kindred's union.

XLIX.

The scurvy-stricken family whose head
Rules all th