5. GLEE.
[SAILOR-BOY! sailor-boy! sleep, my sweet fellow]
HUGO, ORRILA, HERMAN, AND MAURICE.
[1.]
SAILOR-BOY! sailor-boy! sleep, my sweet fellow,
O'er your rock'd vessel though thunder-bolts roll:
Wild though the ocean raves, loud though winds bellow,
Calm be your bosom, for pure is your soul.
Hushaby! Hushaby! poor sailor-boy!
Let not the tempest your slumbers destroy;
No terrors of conscience your bosom annoy,
Then Hushaby! Hushaby! poor sailor boy!
2.
Sailor-boy! sailor-boy! Danger not bringing
Home to your thoughts crimes committed before,
Tost on rough seas, in a narrow cot swinging,
Safer you sleep than a villain on shore.
Hushaby! &c.