1.
The ocean has kissed her feet
With cool, soft lips that smile,
And his breath is wondrously sweet
With the odours of many an isle.
2.
He has many a grand old song
Of his grand, old fearless kings;
And the voice from his breast is strong,
As he sings and laughs as he sings.
3.
Though often his heart is sad
With the weight of the gray-haired days
That were once as light and as glad
As the soul of a child that plays.
4.
But to-day at Canada’s feet,
He smiles, as when Venus was born,
And the breath from his lips is as sweet
As the breath of wet flowers at morn.