27 SEPTEMBER 1930, Page 12

The Seals

LEAVE her alone,

She is the Island's daughter.

Sleek heads, dark heads Are risen from the water : Leave her the company Her songs have brought her.

The old gray music doctors From the ocean, Their holy, happy eyes Shining devotion,

Applaud and blow

In foam and soft commotion.

It is her hour, The Island's only daughter. The dark, sleek heads Are risen from the water. Leave her the company Her songs have brought her.

L. A. G. STRONG.