O Canada! Where pines and maples grow. Great prairies spread and lordly rivers flow. How dear to us thy broad domain, From East to Western Sea, Thou … - Robert Stanley Weir

Dreaming upon the sands I lift mine eyes to gaze Beyond the infinite and heaving blue; The far horizon, blurred in cloud and haze, Bends o'er some beach (I muse) a thousand leagues from view. "And there," saith Fancy, " looking toward these sands, Wistful like thee, an unknown dreamer stands!"

O Canada! Our home and native land! True patriot love in all thy sons command. With glowing hearts we see thee rise, The True North strong and free! From far and wide, O Canada, we stand on guard for thee.

O Canada! Beneath thy shining skies May stalwart sons and gentle maidens rise, To keep thee steadfast through the years From East to Western Sea, Our own beloved native land! Our True North, strong and free!