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Title: The Maple-leaf, or Canadian annual : a literary souvenir for 1849
Year: 1849 (1840s)
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Publisher: Toronto : H. Rowsell
Contributing Library: ASC - York University Libraries
Digitizing Sponsor: Ontario Council of University Libraries and Member Libraries

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tances excel them, if we may judge by applying theprinciple, that that state of things is best which affords the greatest happiness to thegreatest number. Visit our cities, and observe the English-looking shops and streetsand people. Step into one of our churches—and thank Heaven that you may utterthe same words—breathe the same prayers—hear the same truths preached, as youhave done from your childhood. Walk among the close net-work of country roadswhich intersect our well settled counties, and observe a homestead of comfort,neatness and independence, on every hundred acres of land. The untaxed, unrentedsoil yields the fruits of the earth in profusion—the barns groan with fulness, andthe orchard trees bow their laden branches to the luxuriant grass. Look at all thesethings, and a thousand more as good and pleasant, and you will perhaps be inducedto thank Providence for providing such a land, through which the Saxon race mayalmost indefinitely spread civilization and happiness.
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THE TWO FOSCARI. Ho ! gentlemen of Venice ! Ho ! soldiers of St. Mark!Pile high your hlazing beacon-fire, The night is wild and dark.Behoves us all be wary, Behoves us have a careNo traitor spy of Austria Our watch is prowling near. Time was, would princely Venice No foreign tyrant brook ;Time was, before her stately wrath The proudest Kaiser shook ;When oer the Adriatic The Winged Lion hurledDestruction on its enemies,— Defiance to the world. Twas when the Turkish crescent Contended with the cross.And many a Christian kingdom rued Discomfiture and loss ;We taught the turband Paynim— We taught his boastful fleet,Venetian freemen scorned alike Submission or retreat. Alas, for fair Venezia, When wealth and pomp and pride—The pride of her patrician lords— Her freedom thrust aside :When oer the trembling commons The haughty nobles rode,And red with patriotic blood The Adrian waters flowed. Twas in the year of mercy Just fourteen fifty-two—When Francis Foscari was doge, A vaUant

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