The Battle of Lundy’s Lane by Erieus

(In imitation of Campbell’s “Hohenlinden”)

Archway commemorating the Battle of Lundy’s Lane

O’er Huron’s wave the orb of light
Sunk low in his diurnal flight,
And close behind the shades of night
‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡Spread out their sable canopy.

To Lundy’s Lane the foemen flew,
And thick array’d in hostile view,
E’er the resplendent arch withdrew
‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡That high o’erarch’d Niagara.

But as the parting glance of day
Shed its last beams upon the spray
That crown’d the tumbling flood, the play
‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡Of battle hasten’d rapidly.

The bugle shrill the war-note spoke;
The maddening drum with furious stroke —
But louder, more appalling, broke
‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡The thunders of th’ artillery.

Faint thro’ the war-cloud, dense and dun,
The moon with crimson’d crescent shone,
white gleam’d the battle’s lightenings on,
‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡T’illume the awful scenery.

Fight on ye brave! but who shall know,
Or where to aim th’ uncertain blow,
Or whether bleeds a friend or foe,
‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡To stain the wreaths of victory?

Ceased has the fight’s tremendous roar;
The cannon’s thunders peal no more;
But death’s dark harbinger hangs o’er
‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡The battle’s utmost boundary.

Charge, charge, amain! the bugle sounds;
At once the clashing steel resounds;
And forward fierce the foeman bounds
‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡To boldest deeds of chivalry.

Hard pant the combatants for breath,
While bloodier grows the blood stain’d heath,
And gloomier yet the work of death,
‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡Deep veil’d in night’s obscurity.

To glory rush, ye brave, rush on!
Seize, seize the laurel! lo! ’tis won
The vanquish’d yield — the work is done
‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡Huzza! the shout is victory.

Sunk is the beam of midnight low;
The fires of death have ceased to glow,
But morn a bloody field shall show,
‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡Along thy banks, Niagara!

His silent stand the watchman takes,
Or by his wounded comrade wakes,
Whilst the last groan of misery breaks
‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡Oft midst the dying soldiery.

Ne’er saw these fields so fierce a fight
Since first this flood, with rapid flight,
Majestic from his giant height
‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡Roll’d thro’ his rugged scenery.

And while his cloud-capt surge shall pour,
May his deep thunder-voice no more
Be mingled with the battle’s roar
‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡Along his steep declivity.

Flamborough West, July, 1816


Adam Hood Burwell published poems under the pen name Erieus2

Source: Burwell, Adam Hood.  The Poems of Adam Hood Burwell, Pioneer Poet of Upper Canada. ed. by Dr. Carl F. Klinck. (Western Ontario History Nuggets no. 30, May 1963). London, Ont.: Lawson Memorial Library, The University of Western Ontario, 1963

This version of the poem appeared in The Scribbler (Montreal) I, p. 245-246, January 24, 1822

The original version was published in The Niagara Gleaner, date unknown, no copies of The Niagara Gleaner exist before 1818.

About Adam Hood Burwell



Canadiana 2000 by Kevin McCabe


The Castle Souvenir Shop in Chippawa. Photo courtesy of the Wilfred Hicks Collection, Niagara Falls Public Library

The plastic Mounties come in five sizes
With prices adjusted to every pocketbook.
They are drawn up in ranks of prancing horsemen,
Proudly displaying their little Canadian flags,
And marshalled under a sign which reads “Canadiana”.
The Mounties are ready to march:
To take their places on ashtrays, mugs, key-chains, T-shirts, and underwear;
To serve their country at souvenir stands, gift shops, motel lobbies, bus terminals, information
booths, and gambling casinos;
To form a guard of honour for Wayne Thompson, Mike Harris, Jean Chretien, Marilyn Monroe,
Angela Mosca, and Arnie Swartzennegger;
To go forth from here all over the world as little symbols of Canada.
And, standing in front of the display, in the fever of the moment,
I am rapt in an epiphany:
It seems to me that I am witnessing
The birth of a nation.

Source: Kevin McCabe. Canadian Topics: Poems About Canada, 1967-2017. St. Catharines: Blarney Stone Books, 2017

N.B. This poem was inspired by a souvenir market on River Road (not the Castle Souvenir Shop) – personal note from the author.



SCA Chemical Waste Services Speak to the People of Niagara, Regarding Run-Off From the Love Canal by Kevin McCabe

Love Canal Hazardous Waste Site

Not shy, but loath to cause upset,
Your present outrage we regret;
But, though your fears have touched our heart,
We feel we’ve chose the better part.
‘Tis indiscreet to smite the pate
Of one who may retaliate;
And international law decrees
Against abuse of enemies—
But law and profit each commends
The peaceful poisoning of friends.

Source: Kevin McCabe. Canadian Topics: Poems About Canada, 1967-2017. St. Catharines: Blarney Stone Books, 2017
“In honour of our sesquicentennial”

Read about the Love Canal disaster here

Poem Selection Event

Most of the people at the poetry selection event. Thank you very much for participating.

Last Sunday, January 19, 15 people joined me at the Third Space Café in Niagara Falls for a poetry selection event. The purpose of the event was to select the poems that would go into the Poetry Walking Tour of Niagara Falls app that I’m developing.

Each of the people involved gave permission to be photographed and videotaped. Thanks to my son Oliver Porteus who  photographed, videotaped, and then edited it.



Poetry Selection Event

Please join me on Sunday, January 19, from 2-5 pm at Third Space Café on Queen St., Niagara Falls, Ont. for a poetry selection event.

We will collectively select the poems of Niagara Falls that will appear on the Poetry Walking Tour of Niagara Falls mobile app that I am developing. First we’ll get together in small groups and pick the best 2 poems presented to your group. Then we’ll get together as a whole group, read them out, and decide which ones are the best. You don’t need any poetry experience, it’s just the ones you like best.

We will provide free food and drinks .

Please email me at so I know how many people are coming. Please feel free to invite your friends.

I hope to see you at the poetry selection event!

poetry selection event