THE SNOWS.

By Charles Sangster

Over the snows,

Buoyantly goes

The lumberers’ bark canoe;

Lightly they sweep,

Wilder each leap,

Bending the white caps through.

Away! away!

With the speed of a startled deer,

While the steersman true,

And his laughing crew,

Sing of their wild career:

“Mariners glide

Far o'er the tide,

In ships that are staunch and strong;

Safely as they,

Speed we away,

Waking the woods with song.”

Away! away!

With the flight of a startled deer,

While the laughing crew

Of the swift canoe

Sing of the raftsmen's cheer:

“Through forest and brake,

O'er rapid and lake,

We're sport for the sun and rain;

Free as the child

Of the Arab wild,

Hardened to toil and pain.

Away! away!

With the speed of a startled deer,

While our buoyant flight,

And the rapid's might,

Heighten our swift career.”

Over the snows

Buoyantly goes

The lumberers’ bark canoe;

Lightly they sweep,

Wilder each leap,

Tearing the white caps through.

Away! away!

With the speed of a startled deer;

There's a fearless crew

In each light canoe,

To sing of the raftsmen's cheer.