(Fel! at Queenston Heights, 1812.)

O valiant leader of the little band
That, fearless, forward rushed to victory,
Tho far outnumbered by the enemy,
And. daring death, saved our Canadian land,—
What honors can we pay the noble name
Of one who held as naught th' invaders' art Of war,—
Whose glory iiath become a part
For evermore of our Canadian fame?

Lo, on the looming crown of that accent
Where thy life ceased, a loyal host hath reared
To thee—whose patriot heart was pure, nor feared,—
A high commemorative monument!
Still is thy memory green who fell to save,
Still, Brock, art thou the bravest of our brave!