Emily Pauline Johnson

[Tekahionwake] (10 March 1861 – 7 March 1913 / Chiefswood, Ontario)

Emily Pauline Johnson Poems

1. Joe 5/8/2012
2. The King's Consort 1/1/2004
3. The Idlers 1/1/2004
4. Through Time And Bitter Distance 4/7/2010
5. When George Was King 4/7/2010
6. Workworn 1/1/2004
7. Where Leaps The Ste. Marie 1/1/2004
8. Lady Lorgnette 1/1/2004
9. The Indian Corn Planter 1/1/2004
10. Low Tide At St. Andrews 1/1/2004
11. Give Us Barabbas 4/7/2010
12. The Vine 1/1/2004
13. Easter 1/1/2004
14. Wave-Won 1/1/2004
15. Dawendine 1/1/2004
16. Golden--Of The Selkirks 1/1/2004
17. Under Canvas 1/1/2004
18. Your Mirror Frame 1/1/2004
19. Erie Waters 1/1/2004
20. Wolverine 4/7/2010
21. The Man In Chrysanthemum Land 1/1/2004
22. The Overture 1/1/2004
23. The Firs 1/1/2004
24. And He Said, Fight On 4/7/2010
25. Prairie Greyhounds (C.P.R. "No. 1," Westbound) 1/1/2004
26. The Ballad Of Yaada (A Legend Of The Pacific Coast) 1/1/2004
27. The Vagabonds 1/1/2004
28. Marshlands 1/1/2004
29. Fasting 1/1/2004
30. Hare-Bell 1/1/2004
31. The Art Of Alma-Tadema 1/1/2004
32. The City And The Sea 1/1/2004
33. Brier: Good Friday 4/7/2010
34. The Pilot Of The Plains 4/7/2010
35. Thistle-Down 1/1/2004
36. The Flight Of The Crows 1/1/2004
37. Brandon 1/1/2004
38. The Songster 1/1/2004
39. My English Letter 1/1/2004
40. The Trail To Lillooet 1/1/2004
Best Poem of Emily Pauline Johnson

Canadian Born

We first saw light in Canada, the land beloved of God;
We are the pulse of Canada, its marrow and its blood:
And we, the men of Canada, can face the world and brag
That we were born in Canada beneath the British flag.

Few of us have the blood of kings, few are of courtly birth,
But few are vagabonds or rogues of doubtful name and worth;
And all have one credential that entitles us to brag--
That we were born in Canada beneath the British flag.

We've yet to make our money, we've yet to make our fame,
But we have gold and glory in our clean colonial ...

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Your Mirror Frame

Methinks I see your mirror frame,
Ornate with photographs of them.
Place mine therein, for, all the same,
I'll have my little laughs at them.

For girls may come, and girls may go,
I think I have the best of them;
And yet this photograph I know
You'll toss among the rest of them.

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