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 "title": "Lines Read at St. Andrew’s Anniversary",
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 "poet": "James McIntyre",
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 "book": "Musings on the Banks of Canadian Thames",
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  "year": 1884,
  "venue": "Musings on the Banks of Canadian Thames (1884)",
  "note": "First located printing is this volume; an earlier periodical printing has not been established.",
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   "https://archive.org/details/cihm_11791"
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  "rights": "public domain (SE dedication; underlying text pre-1931)"
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  "last_checked": "2026-08-20"
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   {
    "text": "Scotia’s sons to-night we meet thee,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "With kindly feelings we do greet thee,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "In honor of the land of heather,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Around this board to-night we gather.",
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   }
  ],
  [
   {
    "text": "Land where the fields for border edges,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Have garlands of blooming hedges,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Land of the whin and of the broom",
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   },
   {
    "text": "And where the bonnie blue bells bloom.",
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   }
  ],
  [
   {
    "text": "Land where you may enraptured hark",
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   },
   {
    "text": "To heavenly song of the skylark,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Which soars triumphant in the skies",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Above the gaze of human eyes.",
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  ],
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   {
    "text": "Land of bleak hills and fertile dales,",
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   {
    "text": "Where they tell oft their fairy tales,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Land where the folks do love the kirk",
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   },
   {
    "text": "And on the Sabbath cease from work.",
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  ],
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   {
    "text": "Land of porridge and of brose,",
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   {
    "text": "Of blue bonnets and of tartan hose,",
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   {
    "text": "The land where all good wives do bake",
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   {
    "text": "The thrifty, wholesome, oaten cake.",
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   {
    "text": "We hope some day to tread the strand",
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   {
    "text": "Of our own dear native land,",
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   {
    "text": "And see the lasses shear the corn",
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    "text": "Near the banks of the Findhorn.",
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   {
    "text": "Where the Jeans and the Maggies",
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    "text": "Excel in making glorious baggies,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "And o’er the sea we’ll some day sail",
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   },
   {
    "text": "To get a bowl of good green kail.",
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