His master purpose would not bend to these,
But saw, through all, achievement's towering form.
He first beheld the gloomy Saguenay,
And Stadacona's high, forbidding brow;
His venturous vision too did first survey
Fair Hochelaga, but not fair as now.
St. Malo holds his dust, the world his fame,
But his strong, dauntless soul 'tis ours to claim.