Little Lake by James McIntyre — Read

Sonnet on an incident which occurred on a small Lake in Northern Ontario.

Pleasant memories it awakes, / When musing on our northern lakes;

For there I saw a charming Reed, / A friend to me in hour of need.

I wished to cross to other shore, / And deftly she did ply the oar, / And o'er the Lake me swiftly bore.

I was plunged in deep despair, / Before I met this charming fair;

I could not go around by land, / And I felt like shipwrecked on the strand;

Until fair vision hove in sight / Graceful as a fairy sprite.

May she be blest, is the desire / Of her true friend James McIntyre.