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CALM AT SEA.
Calm, o'er the wave! the listless sail
Hangs lifeless on the mast;
The sea, without a single gale
Appears to sleep at last;
And mirror'd in its face, the sun
Intensely sheds its ray,
So bright, that ye might deem, but one
Rich gem, around ye lay!
Hangs lifeless on the mast;
The sea, without a single gale
Appears to sleep at last;
And mirror'd in its face, the sun
Intensely sheds its ray,
So bright, that ye might deem, but one
Rich gem, around ye lay!
The Pirate rears his bloody flag
And leaves the Cuba shore;
Blow, breezes blow! for if ye lag
We hail that sun no more.
And should our hapless fate be such
We'll wrong not nature so,
To think that hearts who've sigh'd so much
Will feel no trace of wo!
And leaves the Cuba shore;
Blow, breezes blow! for if ye lag
We hail that sun no more.
And should our hapless fate be such
We'll wrong not nature so,
To think that hearts who've sigh'd so much
Will feel no trace of wo!
Ripple ye waters into smiles,
The sun's vast mirror break,
Whilst far behind these dreary isles
Shall vanish in our wake.
The current runs, and o'er the wave
Night's form appears in robe of dun;
Blow breezes blow! and let us leave
This listless sea and tropic sun!
The sun's vast mirror break,
Whilst far behind these dreary isles
Shall vanish in our wake.
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Night's form appears in robe of dun;
Blow breezes blow! and let us leave
This listless sea and tropic sun!
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