St. Lawrence and the Saguenay, The - Part 35
We have well-nigh outstripped the nimble breeze;
The silken sail incurves the pliant mast;
As flies the comet through the infinities,
So speeds our darling shallop, lightning-fast.
The merry Isles have floated idly past;
And suddenly the waters boil and leap,
On either side the foamy spray is east,
Hoarse Genii through the shouting Rapid sweep,
And pilot us unharmed adown the hissing steep.
The silken sail incurves the pliant mast;
As flies the comet through the infinities,
So speeds our darling shallop, lightning-fast.
The merry Isles have floated idly past;
And suddenly the waters boil and leap,
On either side the foamy spray is east,
Hoarse Genii through the shouting Rapid sweep,
And pilot us unharmed adown the hissing steep.
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