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BOAT-SONG,
TO BE SUNG ON MARY'S LAKE.
Sparkling and bright the moon's soft light
In the wake of our boat is gleaming,
As swiftly we glide where the waveless tide
Is calm as an infant sleeping.
Then pull away,
And toss the spray,
Our oars in the moonbeams glancing;
The shadows sleep
In the glassy deep,
Where the Naiad queens are dancing.
In the wake of our boat is gleaming,
As swiftly we glide where the waveless tide
Is calm as an infant sleeping.
Then pull away,
And toss the spray,
Our oars in the moonbeams glancing;
The shadows sleep
In the glassy deep,
Where the Naiad queens are dancing.
In such a night, O what delight,
O'er the lake's smooth waters flying!
The lingering ray of the parting day
On its bosom softly lying.
Then pull away, &c.
With hearts so light and eyes so bright,
No thought of care and sorrow;
Let laugh and song the hours prolong,
And we'll come again to-morrow.
Then pull away, &c.
O'er the lake's smooth waters flying!
The lingering ray of the parting day
On its bosom softly lying.
Then pull away, &c.
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No thought of care and sorrow;
Let laugh and song the hours prolong,
And we'll come again to-morrow.
Then pull away, &c.
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