This Canada of ours and other poems/Saguenay
For works with similar titles, see Impromptu.
ON THE SAGUENAY.
"IMPROMPTU."
From the French of Louis H. Fréchette, in "Pêle-Mêle."
The forest has spells to enchant me, The mountain has power to enthral:Yet the grace of a wayside blossom Can stir my heart deeper than all.
O towering steeps, that are mirrored On Saguenay's darkening breast!O grim, rocky heights, sternly frowning, The thunders have smitten your crest!
O sentinels, piercing the cloudland, Stand forth in stupendous array!My brow, by your shadows enshrouded, Is humbled before you to-day.
But, peaks that are gilded by heaven, Defiant you stand in your pride!From glories too distant above me, I turn to the friend by my side.