This text comes from Songs of French Canada, a historical songbook transcribed on Wikisource and reproduced from the pinned revision linked below.
When Eve had from the tree of life
With her fair hand plucked death,
Upon the earth remorse appeared,
As blight fell from its breath.
Archangels, then, upon their wings
Bore Eden, stilled, away
And placed it in the heavens above,
Where spheres eternal sway.
But, as they upward winged their flight,
They let fall on their way
Fair flowers from Eden's bowers divine,
As signs of their brief stay.
And into the mighty river fell
These flowers of varied hue,
To form the beauteous Thousand Isles,
A Paradise to the view.