...Where like snow the gannet's feathers i And the noisy murr are flying, Like black scuds, overhead ; Where in mist the rock is hiding, And the sharp reef...rolling vapor, From evening unto morn, A thousand boats arc hailing, Horn answering unto horn. Hurrah ! for the Red Island, With the white cross on its crown...

...feathers On Bmdor's rocks are shed, And the noisy murr are flyin Like black scuds, overh e ying, erhead ; Where in mist the rock is hiding, And the sharp reef lurks below, And the white squall smites in sun> mer, And the autumn tempests blow ; Where, through gray and rolling vapor, From evening unto morn,...

...gannet's feathers On Brador's rocks are shed, And the noisy murr are flying, Like black scuds, overhead ; Where in mist the rock is hiding, And the sharp reef lurks below, And the white squall smites in sun> mer, And the autumn tempests blow ; Where, through gray and rolling vapor, From evening unto morn,...

...hiding, And the sharp reef lurki. below, And the white squall lurks in summer. And the autumn tempest* blow , Where, through gray and rolling vapor. From evening unto morn, A thousand boats arc hailing, Horn answering unto horn. " Hurrah ' for the Red Island, With the whita crosa on ita crown...

...with its wealth away. 28. O earth, so full of dreary noises ! O men, with wailing in your voices ! 29. Hurrah ! for the Red Island, With the white cross on its crown! 30. Heigh ho ! daisies and buttercups, Fair yellow daffodils stately and tall I CHAPTER XL INFINITIVES...

...gannet's feathers Of Brador's rocks are shed, And the noisy murr are flying, Like black scuds, overhead ; Where in mist the rock is hiding, And the sharp reef...and brown! Where the Caribou's tall antlers O'er the dwarf-wood freely toss, And the footstep of the Mickmack Has no sound upon the moss. There we'll drop...

...gannet's feathers On Brador's rocks are shed, And the noisy murr are flying, Like black scuds, overhead ; Where in mist the rock is hiding, And the sharp reef...From evening unto morn, A thousand boats are hailing, Hurrah ! for the Red Island, With the white cross on its crown ! Hurrah ! for Meccatina, And its mountains...

...chances Of the ocean and the sky. One glance, my lads, behind us, For the homes we leave one sigh, WHERE IN MIST THE ROCK is HIDING, AND THE SHARP REEF LURKS BELOW. Of frozen Labrador, Floating spectral in the moonshine, Now, brothers, for the icebergs On Brador's...

...gannet's feathers On Brador's rocks are shed, And the noisy murr are flying, Like black scuds, overhead ; Where in mist the rock is hiding, And the sharp reef...Island, With the white cross on its crown ! Hurrah I for Meccatina, And its mountains bare and brown ! Where the Caribou's tall antlers O'er the dwarf-wood...

...contempt for our workmanship, yet we felt that we had had a pretty good day after all. "Where in the mist the rock is hiding, And the sharp reef lurks...squall smites in summer ' And the autumn tempests blow, Of silvery light, rock, hill and tree, Still as a picture clear and free With varying outline mark...