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We have here a sight as fair

As bonnie Doon or banks of Ayr,

Like modest worth meandering slow

The quiet waters gently flow,

Rose, thistle, shamrock, all combine,

Around the maple leaf to twine,

Whose outstretched arms so gigantic

Clasp Pacific and Atlantic,

Embracing lakes like burnished gold,

With joy a Shakespeare might behold,

For either Poet Burns or Moore[B] Such scenery they would adore.

[B] Tom Moore paddled his own canoe along the Canadian shore of Lake Erie and was enraptured with the view. He landed and remained over night at a farm house. His Canadian Boat Song is immortal.