17 AUGUST 1901, Page 15

POETRY.

JUST ONCE.

"JUST once to gaze on English landscape fair— Through deep, green-shadowed lanes to stray; Just once to breathe the soft-sea-laden air,— In hallowed English fames to pray; Just once to touch the people's ancient life, Where yet it lingers far from toil and strife."

Thus oft we crave—we of the English race, Our souls deep-rooted in the past-- Not loving less our own abiding-place--. The young land where our lot is cast— Our heritage—a good land fair to see. Through all the years still this her glory be- Unl?roken faith—unshaken loyalty. Toronto.

ALGON