Ode to Robert Hayman

In days of old so we are told
An ancient bard came to our fold
As an early governor of Harbour Grace
In mid sixteen hundreds he governed the place

The ten years spent among settlers there
As Governor of that land so fair
His time well spent in poetry and prose
To produce his book the "Quodlibets" he chose

It was a effort of renown for sure
The first book of English poetry to endure
To be written in the New World, in Harbour Grace
Gave fame to that author and the place

Little did we think then at that time
That he would leave a legacy so fine
A debt we owe to that poetic man
Never to be forgotten by all our clan


His poetry was written in old English

John Cornick
Halifax, Nova Scotia


  Submitted By: John Cornick