" Prince Edward Island " By Rev. Robert Murray Isle of the , Land of my well loved home; My heart e'er clings to thee,' Tho' far my feet may roam. Around thee ocean roars, And storms their vigils keep; Waves thunder on the shores, Isle "cradled on the deep." Isle , of the sun-kissed green, Where many a sparkling bay; Reflects from depths serene, A land as fair as day. Land of the settlers brave, Who knew no fear but God; Who wrestled with the wave, And broke the virgin sod. Who left to us in trust, For a people yet to be; A land where swords may rust But all her sons are free. Note: Rev. Robert Murray was a Presbyterian minister in O'Leary from 1910-21. He was the father of Dr. Florence Murray , a medical missionary who served more than fifty years in (Manchuria and Korea). 78