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Joseph Howe, none higher stood than thou,

Thou wert a man with lofty brow;

D’Arcy McGee, so brilliant and free,

From green isle you came o’er the sea.

George Cartier to the French ever dear,

So high you stood without a peer;

John Sandfield for long you did build

Power under economy’s shield.

George Brown, thou man of renown,

Confederation you did crown;

You now are all free from the strife

The wrangle and jangle of political life.

But if a glance at this world you take

You will there see John A. and Blake,

But Sir John the greatest power doth wield,

Our Canadian Beaconsfield.