Songs, Ballads, and Other Poems by the late Thomas Haynes Bayly; Edited by his Widow. With A Memoir of the Author. In Two Volumes |
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III. HO! HELM A-LEE.
Ho! helm a-lee! now homeward steer,
There'll be a storm to-night;
But never fear, the shore is near,
I see the beacon light.
The white foam dances on the sea,
More dark and dark it grows!
Ho! helm a-lee! Ho! helm a-lee!
About—about she goes!
There'll be a storm to-night;
But never fear, the shore is near,
I see the beacon light.
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More dark and dark it grows!
Ho! helm a-lee! Ho! helm a-lee!
About—about she goes!
Another tack! and now again
We scud across the bay;
The sea-birds strain their wings in vain
To pass us on the way.
And now our mountain home we see,
How bright the taper glows!
Ho! helm a-lee! Ho! helm a-lee!
About—about she goes!
We scud across the bay;
The sea-birds strain their wings in vain
To pass us on the way.
And now our mountain home we see,
How bright the taper glows!
Ho! helm a-lee! Ho! helm a-lee!
About—about she goes!
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