At morning down the Merivale Road When all the world is June
Of woods and fields the blest abode And meadowlarks atune under the maples in the sun.
The world is fair and sweet. For miles the fields and meadows run.
A paradise complete.
In fields where daisies blink their eyes, and molten sunlight shifts the buttercups into the skies.
Its golden chalice lifts. And out beyond the valley the mighty river lies. Dim, blue and misty, vast and fair.
The lone Laurentians arise.
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| Front-Norman Duncan and William Wilfred Campbell. Back-W.L. Mackenzie King and Henry A. Burbidge. |
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