The Canadian Boat Song

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   Listen to me, as when ye heard our father	
     Sing long ago the song of other shores -
   Listen to me, and then in chorus gather
     All your deep voices as ye pull your oars:
   Fair these broad meads - these hoary woods are grand,
     But we are exiles from our father's land.

   From the lone shieling of the misty island
     Mountains devide us, and the waste of seas -
   Yet still the blood is strong, the heart is highland,
     And we in dreams behold the Hebrides.

   We ne'r shall tread the fancy-haunted valley,
     Where 'tween the dark hills creep the small clear stream,
   In arms around the patriarch banner rally,
     Nor see the moon on royal tombstone gleam.

   When the bold kindred, in the time long-vanish'd,
     Conquer'd the soil and fortified the keep,
   No seer fortold the children would be banish'd,
     That a degenerated lord would boast his sheep.

   Come foreign race - let Discord burst in slaughter!
     O then for clansman true, and stern claymore -
   The hearts that would have given their blood like water
     Beat heavily beyond the Atlantic roar.
	
	                                 -- Author Anonymous

     From: "An Drochaid" (The Bridge); Vol. 20, Issue 4.
            Newsletter of: Clans and Scottish Societies of Canada (CASSOC)

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