“Au Revoir to Our Hardy Sealers”
Description
"Our gallant ships are going, where rude Boreas is blowing." "Oh, farewell, and may God bless you... May kind Heaven hover o'er you... Terra Nova's sons and daughters truly bid you au revoir." The singer hopes the sailors find success in the ice
Notes
Reading this, I can't help but think it's based on something else -- but I can't tell what. - RBW
References
- Ryan/Small, p. 102, "Au Revoir to Our Hardy Sealers" (1 text)
- BI, RySm102