church-yard

Mis à jour: 8 juillet 2026

There lieth a wreck on the dismal shore Of cold and pitiless Labrador; Where, under the moon, upon mounts of frost, Full many a mariner's bones are tost! You shadowy bark hath been to that wreck, And the dim blue fire, that lights her deck, Doth play on as pale and livid a crew As ever yet drank the church-yard dew!

Faucher de Saint-Maurice - Les îles : Promenades dans le golfe Saint-Laurent: une partie de la Côte Nord, : l'île aux Oeufs, l'Anticosti, l'île Saint-Paul, l'archipel de la : Madeleine