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AFTER THE STORM.
I.
Now that the wind is tamed and broken,And day gleams over the lea,
Row, row, for the one you love
Was out on the raging sea:
Row, row, row,
Sturdy and brave o'er the treacherous wave,
Hope like a beacon before,
Row, sailor, row
Out to the sea from the shore!
II.
O, the oar that was once so merry,O, but the mournful oar!
Row, row; God steady your arm
To the dark and desolate shore:
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With your own love dead, and her wet gold head
Laid there at last on your knee,
Row, sailor, row,
Back to the shore from the sea!
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