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A DREAM OF DEATH AT SEA.
Under the gannet's pillow
Twenty fathoms deep,
Under the dull green billow
Of Finisterre I sleep.
Twenty fathoms deep,
Under the dull green billow
Of Finisterre I sleep.
Be kind to my two young daughters
For the sake of him who sends
This voice from beneath the waters
To all who were his friends.
For the sake of him who sends
This voice from beneath the waters
To all who were his friends.
By Grasmere's Lake their mother
Rests among the dead;
Their father has found another
And a wilder bed.
Rests among the dead;
Their father has found another
And a wilder bed.
Be the ban of a father's spirit,
On those who would do them wrong!
And a blessing may they inherit
Who are kind to his orphan young!
On those who would do them wrong!
And a blessing may they inherit
Who are kind to his orphan young!
The Night of New Year's Eve, 1826.
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