...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...autumn tempests blow ; Where, through gray and rolling vapour, From evening unto mom, A thousand boats are hailing, Horn answering unto horn." — " The Fishermen,"...

...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...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 '11 drop...

...icebergs of frozen Labrador Floating spectral in the moonshine, along the low black shore! When the mist the rock is hiding and the sharp reef lurks below...squall smites in summer, and the autumn tempests blow." The work of discharging our cargo began at once — first the sculps on deck, then those in the 'tween-decks...

...feathers On Brador's rocks are shed, 155 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 summer, 160 And the autumn tempests blow ; Where through gray and rolling vapor, From evening unto morn, A...

...icebergs of frozen Labrador Floating spectral in the moonshine, along the low black shore I Where in the mist the rock is hiding, and the sharp reef lurks...Autumn tempests blow; Where through gray and rolling vapour, from evening unto morn, A thousand boats are hailing, horn answering unto horn. WHIT-TIER'S...

...icebergs of frozen Labrador, Floating spectral in the moonshine along the low, black shore. Where in the mist the rock is hiding, and the sharp reef lurks...squall smites in summer, and the autumn tempests blow." This is a mere scrap of a greeting, for the day of departure is so near that I feel I want to spend...

...rail-car and the steed; The stars of heaven shall guide us, The breath of heaven shall speed. . . . Hurrah ! for the Red Island, With the white cross on its crown! Hurrah 1 for Meccatina, And its mountains bare and brown! . . . Now, brothers, for the icebergs Of frozen...

...! Where like snow the gannet's feathers On Brador's rocks are shed, And the noisy murr are flying, Where in mist the rock is hiding, And the sharp reef...the Red Island, With the white cross on its crown ! 10 Hurrah ! for Meccatina, And its mountains bare and brown ! Where the caribou's tall antlers O'er...

...! Where like snow the gannet's feathers On Brador's rocks are shed, And the noisy murre are flying, Where in mist the rock is hiding, And the sharp reef...tempests blow ; Where, through gray and rolling vapor, s From evening unto morn, A thousand boats are hailing, Horn answering unto horn. There we'll drop...

...hailing, Horn answering unto horn. Hurrah ! for the Red Island, With the white cross on its crown ! 10 Hurrah ! for Meccatina, And its mountains bare and brown ! Where the caribou's tall antlers O'er the dwarf-wood freely toss, And the footstep of the Mickmack 15 Has no sound upon the moss. There we'll...