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A SONG OF THE SEA.
“Sailor, sailor, tell to me
“What sights have you seen on the mighty sea!”
“When the seas were calm and the skies were clear,
“And the watch I've kept until day was near,
“Eyes I have seen, black as yours, dear, are,
“And a face I've looked on that was, how far!
“That was, girl, oh! how far from me!”
“What sights have you seen on the mighty sea!”
“When the seas were calm and the skies were clear,
“And the watch I've kept until day was near,
“Eyes I have seen, black as yours, dear, are,
“And a face I've looked on that was, how far!
“That was, girl, oh! how far from me!”
“Sailor, sailor, tell to me
“What else have you seen on the far, far sea?”
“I've seen the flying-fish skim the brine,
“And the great whales blow, and these eyes of mine
“Have seen on the icebergs the north-lights play—
“But ofter I've seen a home far away,
“And a girl, oh, how dear to me!”
“What else have you seen on the far, far sea?”
“I've seen the flying-fish skim the brine,
“And the great whales blow, and these eyes of mine
“Have seen on the icebergs the north-lights play—
“But ofter I've seen a home far away,
“And a girl, oh, how dear to me!”
“Sailor, sailor, tell to me
“The sounds men hear on the stormy sea.”
“I've heard, my girl, the wild winds blow,
“And the good ship creak to her keel below;
“But a laugh, too, I've heard, that, O well, well I know!
“And a far, far voice—a voice that was, O
“How sweet! O how sweet to me!”
“The sounds men hear on the stormy sea.”
“I've heard, my girl, the wild winds blow,
“And the good ship creak to her keel below;
“But a laugh, too, I've heard, that, O well, well I know!
“And a far, far voice—a voice that was, O
“How sweet! O how sweet to me!”
“Nay, tell me, sailor, tell to me
“The sights and scenes of the wild, wild sea.”
“Alike in calm, and breeze, and storm,
“I've dream'd one dream and I've seen one form;
“One dream that, dearest, shall soon be true,
“One form that, my girl, I clasp in you,
“That my own sweet wife shall be.”
“The sights and scenes of the wild, wild sea.”
“Alike in calm, and breeze, and storm,
“I've dream'd one dream and I've seen one form;
“One dream that, dearest, shall soon be true,
“One form that, my girl, I clasp in you,
“That my own sweet wife shall be.”
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