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6. GREETINGS TO SKYE _ _ Here's to the misty island blue That bears the name of Skye, ' The mystic land, the fairy land I'd see before I die. For something of it's magic spell Was carried o'er the sea And mingled with my childhood dreams 9 A heritage to me. Forefather's land I have not seen I yet have touched thy shore And heather hills and bracken moors In fancy wandered o'er. . I've trod Dunvegan's ancient halls And seen the Fairy Flag And mused upon the storied past When valour did not lag. I've seen "The Tables of MacLeod" Cut by some broad Claymore And viewed the headland by the loch Where pipers played of yore. 1 Past silver birch and rowan tree I 've wandered on and caught . ', The majesty of jagged peaks . By mighty Coolins brought. " i O island blue in sapphire sea, My thoughts are on thee met And long may Heaven smile on thee God's peace be on, thee set'. From Canada, fair Canada ', 5. This greeting staunch and true Across the miles of land and sea , Across the sky to you!