The Lighthouse on the Lake.
(THE GOVERNMENT LIGHTHOUSE AT FORT NIAGARA.)
Written by Thomas C. Carter.
Afar we saw a gleaming ray across Ontario's foam,
Whose welcome luster lit the way to loving friends at home.
Oar boat was on the restless waves that wash a foreign shore,
And faintly, as from Nereid caves, we heard Niagara's roar.
That kindly beam, long may it gleam to far Canadian strands,
Nor discord's night obscure the light between our friendly lands.
Behind the lighthouse daytime sees our flag of stripes and stars,
And on the summer evening breeze the sunset cannon jars.
But peace has spread her rainbow wing where once was battle's plain,
No more the sounds of conflict ring from distant Lundy's Lane.- Chorus.
Once more upon our native sands our vessel grinds her keel,
Once more we wave our eager hands, while gleams of welcome steal
Across the waves that, day and night, with constant music break
Beneath the friendly beacon light that guards the restless Juke.- Chorus.