posted by Jen at 22:56
Of course, Canada is famous for her cheese.Her greatest poet, James McIntyre of Ontario wrote many fine poems on the subject, including this magnificent ditty:The ancient poets neer did dreamThat Canada was land of cream,They neer imagined it could flowIn this cold land of ice and snow,Where everything did solid freezeThey neer hoped or looked for cheese.A few years since our Oxford farmsWere nearly robbed of all their charms,O'er cropped the weary land grew poor,And near barren as a moor,But now their owners live at ease,Rejoicing in their crop of cheese.And since they justly treat the soil,Are well rewarded for their toil ;The land enriched by goodly cowsYields plenty now to fill their mows,Both wheat and barley, oats and peas,But still their greatest boast is cheese.Cow, you must treat her as a Queen,When grass is dry cut her feed green;She will repay you for your toilingFor theres profit in the soiling,Its benefits one daily seesWho takes an interest in the cheese.And you must careful fill your mows,With good provender for your cows; And in the winter keep, them warm,Protect them safe all times from harm, For cows do dearly love their easeWhich doth insure best grades of cheese.To us it is a glorious theme,To sing of milk, and curds, and cream,Were it collected, it could float On its bosom small steam boat, Cows, numerous as swarm of bees, Are milked in Oxford to make cheese.To prove the wealth that here abounds, One cheese weighed eight thousand pounds;Had it been hung in air at noon Folks would have thought it was the moon ;It sailed with triumph oer the seas Twas hailed with welcome "Queen of cheese."
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