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Do you know the town Pembroke so loyal and long	A
And so worthy the praise of a poet in song	A
Nestled down by the lake shore that ripples and shines	B
And hemmed in by the hills with their crowning of pines	B
Now this town is that town so wondrous and fair	C
Long thought to be but a chateau in the air	C
Where the sons are all brave and the daughters all fair	C
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You may guess what great gladness there rang down the street	D
Where the wise and the witty so neighbourly meet	D
To compare their opinions to hear something new	E
As their friends the Athenians of old used to do	E
When the news was to all so gracious and good	F
There is coming to see us a Prince of the blood	G
Then all our good people grew loyalty wild	H
To show love for the Queen as they welcomed her child	H
Straightway counsel was ta'en as to what should be done	I
For to greet as befitted her Majesty's son	I
In a way to bring credit and praise to the town	J
We must have an arch at the bridge and a crown	J
And 'Welcome to Arthur ' arranged all so fine	K
With balsam and tamarack spruce and green pine	K
But the crown shall be flowers the fairest that blow	L
Or are made by deft fingers from paper you know	L
And many a fair one who skilfully weaves	M
Wreaths and garlands shall bring them of ripe maple leaves	M
And then as 'Jason Gould' that so snug little boat	N
The most cosy most homelike was ever afloat	N
Will not quicken herself for a Prince or for two	E
But will at her own pace the Mud Lake paddle through	E
It will be about midnight or later than that	O
And as dark as the crown of your grandfather's hat	O
When that ponderous boat waddles up to the pier	P
A tired Prince will his Highness be when he gets here	Q
We'll illumine the town from mansion to cell	R
County buildings and cottages home and hotel	R
And the arch with its motto that triumph of skill	S
Shall be seen in its glory by light from the mill	S
Which floor upon floor many windowed shall blaze	T
And light up each bud in the crown with its rays	T
We shall have out that carriage so costly and grand	U
Fit to carry the one Royal Prince in this land	U
And a crowd bearing torches shall light up the way	V
Till along Supple's lane be as brillant as day	V
And to guard and escort him our brave volunteers	W
With their swords and their bayonets which ought to be spears	W
Shall wait at the landing for him and the band	U
With the noise and the music they have at command	U
Shall be heard in the distance before they are seen	X
Rolling out the first greeting in God save the Queen	X
Well the Prince over portages rattled and whirled	Y
Suspected he drew near the end of the world	Y
But right royally welcomed surprised he lit down	J
In this dazzling ambitious and long little town	J
And the night air was rent with full many a cheer	P
For joy that the son of our Sovereign was here	Q
And he heard every sound and he saw every sight	Z
That the people had planned for to give him delight	Z
And he felt he was cared for with loyalty's care	C
In this wonderful town so far off and so fair	C
In the whole wide Dominion there is not a town	J
So loyal so lovely as this of our own	A2
Broad Ottawa washes no happier place	B2
As it lies in sweet Allumette's tender embrace	B2
Oh to see it when autumn and sunset unite	Z
To drape earth and sky with one robe of delight	Z
When the banners of heaven in the west are unrolled	Z
And the blue lake is barred off with purple and gold	Z
And the Isle like the patriarch's favourite son	I
Its coat many coloured and royal has on	C2
Thus fair as a vision and sweet as a dream	D2
It burst on the gaze of the son of our Queen	X
In the glory of fair Indian summer all drest	Z
And this was the welcome they felt and expressed	Z
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THE WELCOME	E2
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We welcome thee Prince to the land of the pine	K
For thy mother's sake welcome as well as for thine	K
This town highest up in the Ottawa vale	F2
With the voice of pine forests gives cheer and all hail	F2
Our welcome as rude as the mountains may be	G2
But that cheer is the willing voiced shout of the free	G2
And though rude be our welcome you'll find us I ween	K
Most lovingly loyal to country and Queen	K
Come and see our sweet lake when its waters' at rest	Z
Chafe not round the islands that sleep on its breast	Z
And our woods many tinted in glory arrayed	Z
Dyed in rainbows and sunsets illumine the shade	Z
Come and see our dark rocks frowning sterile and high	H2
Their brown shoulders bare and upheaved to the sky	H2
Come and see our grand forests all echoing round	Z
With the strokes that are bringing their pride to the ground	Z
Where thousands of workers bold hardy and free	G2
Carve out wealth for themselves and an empire for thee	G2
Our river now placid now surging to foam	I2
Shall echo kind thoughts that will follow thee home	I2
All good wishes that tender and prayer like arise	J2
And blessings that fall as the dew from the skies	J2
Shall be breathed out for thee our young Prince of the blood	Z
Son of much loved Victoria and Albert the Good	Z
May thy heart be all fearless thy life without stain	K
As the saint and the hero are joined in thy name	K2
Forget not the people whose love thou hast seen	K
God bless thee Prince Arthur thou son of our Queen	K

Nora Pembroke (margaret Moran Dixon Mcdougall)

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