?*'J?8 SBNTIMENTAL S0NOS. CANADIAN BOAT SONG. FAIlq'TLY aS tolls the evening chime, Our voicos keep tune.- and our oars keep time. 8son u the woods on shore look dim, ?We'11 sing, at Saint Ann's, our parting h?nu Row, brothers, row, the stream Farm The rapids are near, and the daylight's past. Why should we yet our sails unfurl P There's not a breath the blue wave to cur!? But when the wind blows off the shore, Oh*. sweetly we'll rest our weary oar. Blow, breezes, blow, the stream runs fast, The rapids are near and the daylight's past. Utawa's tide! this tromblin?: moon Shall see us float o'er thy surges Saint oF the green isle, hear our prayers; Oh, grant us cool heavens, and f.avorin? &ira! Blow, brueze?, blow, the stream rue5 fast, The rapids are near and the dayli?ht's put. .AWAY MY BOUNDING 8Tr?.n. Aw.tY! my bounding'steed away', ! ride for princely halls; Ay, paw the ground and proudly neigh, The tourney trumpet calla. lqay', spur and speed, thou gallant knight, Or lose the meed of. irame; Touch in the lists thy !ed?.?e right, And conquer' in her name. The challenge breath'cJ ! cast my giovql? All rivals thus,! dare! In arms !']1 prove my lady-love The fitireet of' the fair.
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