PRINCE EDWARD ISLE The sun shines pleasantly all day long, The sweet flowers bloom and the wild birds sing In a land where sea-breezes and breath of pines Throw a healthful spell over everything; Where is that land like to fair, That plenty crowns with her choicest smile And fortune beams on the dwellers there? 'Tis my native land ??? Prince Edward Isle . Behold her sitting a stately queen In the Gulf of St. Lawrence , whose white-capped waves Dance in their frolicksome play at her feet Which the ebb and flow of the water leaves; Rolling and tossing in ceaseless swell Oh, if aught on earth can your cares beguile 'Tis a blissful luxurious morning dip In the sparkling waters of Prince Edward Isle . There are subjects for picture or song or book In the land where the prospects fail not to please; There, the trout in the rivers await your hook, Here, the luscious sweets of the honey bees; Strawberries smothered in Ayrshire cream, And the fatted calf in the stall erstwhile, And sweets for the palate not elsewhere seen In the Gulfs fair garden ??? Prince Edward Isle . There are glorious sunsets and moonlight nights And sunrise splendors ??? all grandly fair ??? Each as it comes brings some new delight And the Sabbath calls to the house of prayer. Birds sing you a lullaby sweet at eve For your care-free slumbers ??? a truce to toil And the breezes that fan you seem angels' wings In your blissful dreams on Prince Edward Isle . Ho! ye who toil in the world's great marts Child, youth, and matron and man of care Till the tired brain swims and the pulses start Come away where the breezes are fresh and fair Where the maple leaf crowns the verdant hills And the valleys with harvest laugh out and smile And peace and plenty her broad lap fills Best spot of creation ??? Prince Edward Isle . Covehead, P.E.I. 177