Bellows Falls times. [volume] (Bellows Falls, Vt.) 1856-1965, 1862-03-14

he coydgeurs had good voices, and sung
perfectly in tune together;" and when he
wrote, he was strongly impressed with the
idea that his was the identical ai- sung by
the boatmen---so closely had it linked itself
in his imagination with The scenes and sounds
amidst which the sony had rst been heard.
The original words, he did not attempt to
retain, as they embraced or made up
long, incoherent story, of which he could
understand but little, on account of the
barbarous pronunciation of the Canadians.
Moore's words are as follows:
faintiy, as tolls the evening ehime,
Our voices keep tune and keep time
Soon as the woods shore look dim,
Wen sing st. Anne's our parting hymn.
Row, brothers, the stream runs fast
The Rapids are near and the daylights past
Why should We yet our sails uufuri.
There is not breath the blue waves to curl;
But when the wind blows OF the shore,
Oh. sweetfy ven rest our weary oar
Blow brcc1es blow, the stream runs fast,
The Rapids are near and the daylght's past.
uttswas tide, this trembling moon
Shall float the surges soon.
Saint Of this green Isle hear our prayers
oh, grant us cool brcezes and fsyoring airs.
Blow, breezcs blow, &c.
After Mr. Moore had harmonized his
air and published his Boat-song, he said in
regard to it: Without that charm which
association gives to every little memorial Of
scenes that are past, the melody may, per-
haps, be thought common and trihing; but
l remember when we have entered at sun
set upon one of those beautiful lakes, into
which the ST. Lawrence so gradually and
unexpectedly opens, have heard this sim
pie air with pleasure which the finest
compositions of the first masters have never
given me; and now, there is not note OF
it which does not recall to my memory the
dip Of our oars in the river, the fight OF
our boat down the Rapids, and all those
new and fanciful impressions to which my
heart was alive, durios the whole of this
very interesting voyage"
II has been stated in some of the notices
of Mr.. Moore that he was in this country
about 1910. In 1903 he visited Burmuda,
and in 1904, he was in Boston and he
travelled through several Northern States,
visiting Washington and some Of the States
South, the Canadas, &c and while here,
he wrote his celebrated Poems relative to
this country, which he says were written
during an absence OF fourteen months from
Europe. When here, the celebrated Irish
poet occupied for some time an unique cot
tage, situated on the western shore Of the
SchuylkiII, directly IN front OF a beautifal
little island, overgrown with tall and slen,
der trees The cottage was built Of stone,
and apparently Of some antiquity; it is now
a rough and dilapidated affair, bearing the
rather unpoetic name Of I" Pigs Eye" but
TO many yet known as Tom Moore's cot
tage. During his sojourn on the banks o
the Schuylkiil, the poet produced severa
choice effusions; and in his letters 10 hi,
friends at home, he INDUCES in sweeping
denunoiations of the American character
but he was then young and inexperienced
an in after life he formed different ant
more correct opinions for later in life, ht
said =" The good will have experienced
from more than one distinguished American
sufficiently assures me, that any injustice
may have done to that land Of freemen, i
not long since wholly forgotten, is now re
membered only TO be forgiven" MooRE.