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,...
I yearn for the Unattainable; For a glimpse of a brighter day, When hatred and strife, With their legions rife, Shall forever have passed away; When pain shall cease, And the dawn of peace...