Maritime Shores (Thrawsunblat)

I've seen this continent's oceans, And all its creatures in motion. But above it all for splendour stands the briny Maritimes. Where the mist and the rain Blast life into me, And the old white pines Stand guard over the sea. Though I have left her as ofttime before Oh how I long for her Maritime shores I am but one of a thousand of lore Oh how I long for her Maritime shores Though I've lost myself in the greenery, And all other distant scenery, None match the climes Of the misty Maritimes. Elsewhere pipes are singing, And strings and drums are ringing. But none with the life of the briny Maritimes.