|line||These things beheld in dismay the crowd on the shore and on shipboard.|
|625||Speechless at first they stood, then cried aloud in their anguish,|
'We shall behold no more our homes in the village of Grand-Pré!'
Loud on a sudden the cocks began to crow in the farm-yards,
Thinking the day had dawned; and anon the lowing of cattle
Came on the evening breeze, by the barking of dogs interrupted.
|630||Then rose a sound of dread, such as startles the sleeping encampments|
Far in the western prairies or forests that skirt the Nebraska,
When the wild horses affrighted sweep by with the speed of the whirlwind,
Or the loud bellowing herds of buffaloes rush to the river.
Such was the sound that arose on the night, as the herds and the horses
|635||Broke through their folds and fences, and madly rushed o'er the meadows.|