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ACROSS THE SEA.

Across the sea, across the strand,
My Lady waved a snow-white hand,
A farewell token to the land,
A farewell gift to me,
Across the strand, across the sea,
My Lady sent a sign to me,
Twain lovers that should parted be,
My lady sent a hand!
Across the waves, across the foam,
She hurled a hasty hand-shake home,
About to rove, about to roam,
About to leave my side,

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Across the foam, across the waves,
White intermediate heaving graves,
A look the wind and water braves,
The last glance of my bride!
Across the sea, across the strand,
My Lady waved a snow-white hand,
By backward breezes forward fanned,
By blithesome breezes home,
Across the strand, across the sea,
She sent a joyous sign to me,
A sign that shortly she would be
Returned, no more to roam!
Across the waves, across the waste,
My Lady came in gladsome haste,
Blown kisses each the other chased,
Blown kisses sent to me,

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Across the waste, across the waves,
Across the lapping sea that laves
The ship's keel, comes my Queen and saves,
Praise Heaven, my memory!