Frown

Near her grim citadel the blinding sheen Of her cathedral spire triumphant soars, Rocked by the Angelus, whose peal serene Beats over Beaupré and the Lévis shores.

Tossed in his light craft on the dancing wave, A stranger where he once victorious trod, The passing Iroquois, fierce-eyed and grave, Frowns on the flag of France, the cross of God.

Let him who knows this Quebec of ours betake himself, in body or in spirit, to the market of the Upper Town, and consider the changes which the region has undergone since the year of grace seventeen fifty-seven, whereat my story opens.

There was then the same cathedral, minus its modern tower, which seems to implore the charitable either to raise it to its proper height or to decapitate its lofty and scornful sister.

Near her grim citadel the blinding sheen Of her cathedral spire triumphant soars, Rocked by the Angelus, whose peal serene Beats over Beaupré and the Lévis shores.

Past in his light craft on the dancing wave, A stranger where he once victorious trod, The passing Iroquois, fierce-eyed and grave, Frowns on the flag of France, the cross of God.

Let him who knows this Quebec of ours betake himself, in body or in spirit, to the market of the Upper Town, and consider the changes which the region has undergone since the year of grace 1757, whereat my story opens.

There was then the same cathedral, minus its modern tower, which seems to implore the charitable either to raise it to its proper height or to decapitate its lofty and scornful sister.

Yeah, yeah.

Here's a couple of suggestions, uh, for my game, Game of Frowns.

Well, Game- Games of Frowns, I think.

It was Games of F-

Games of Frowns.

No.

Yeah.

What is it? What is the show called?

So good.

Before that, "You Know Juno" with Frown, and then of course, "The Love Cats" by The Cure.

Mm.

Bang and run.

Near her grim citadel the blinding sheen Of her cathedral spire triumphant soars, Rocked by the Angelus, whose peal serene Beats over Beaupré and the Lévis shores.

Tossed in his light craft on the dancing wave, A stranger where he once victorious trod, The passing Iroquois, fierce-eyed and grave, Frowns on the flag of France, the Cross of God.

Let him who knows this Quebec of ours betake himself, in body or in spirit, to the market of the Upper Town, and consider the changes which the region has undergone since the year of grace 1757, whereat my story opens.

There was then the same cathedral, minus its modern tower, which seems to implore the charitable either to raise it to its proper height or to decapitate its lofty and scornful sister.

Near her grim citadel the blinding sheen Of her cathedral spire triumphant soars, Rocked by the Angelus, whose peal serene Beats over Beaupré and the Lévis shores.

Tossed in his light craft on the dancing wave, A stranger where he once victorious trod, The passing Iroquois, fierce-eyed and grave, Frowns on the flag of France, the cross of God.

Let him who knows this Quebec of ours betake himself, in body or in spirit, to the market of the upper town, and consider the changes which the region has undergone since the year of grace seventeen fifty-seven, whereat my story opens.

There was then the same cathedral, minus its modern tower, which seems to implore the charitable either to raise it to its proper height or to decapitate its lofty and scornful sister.

Near her grim citadel the blinding sheen Of her cathedral spire triumphant soars, Rocked by the Angelus, whose peal serene Beats over Beaupre and the Levis shores.

Tossed in his light craft on the dancing wave, A stranger where he once victorious trod, The passing Iroquois, fierce-eyed and grave, Frowns on the flag of France, the cross of God.

Let him who knows this Quebec of ours betake himself, in body or in spirit, to the market of the upper town, and consider the changes which the region has undergone since the year of grace seventeen fifty-seven, whereat my story opens.

There was then the same cathedral, minus its modern tower, which seems to implore the charitable either to raise it to its proper height or to decapitate its lofty and scornful sister.