In the book tales of an empty cabin by the legendary fake indian Grey owl, there is a quote:

And always I hear the sound of men dipping
Down to the Chaudiere, their thin blades dripping,
Catch the long, low wraith of a bark canoe
And hear the wild sweet chansons of a phantom crew.

this is attributed to Lloyd Roberts however I can't find it by a quick Google.

Anyone know where the full text can be found

CC