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Show MY BARQUE AND I. Sail on brave barque across the main Where surges swirl and aweep, Whet Neptune stands a faith watch, A tkousaad fathoms (leap. Sail on acrotk the i of blu And rise on th waves fierce crest, W sail to home aid lav so tru, Aaohored la th' harbor of rest. "l'l pleasant to har th sa gull' scream, Nest'llni on t'haav of the wave, Snooping and swirling thro' foamy bes, Whil around trams dull and gear. So llk th gull my ship rides fre, Free as the breeze that blows, And out In th gray I faintly se, Th guerdon that lov bestows, Oh, let us rid on th wings ot th gale, My barque and I so bold, We ennnot, we must not, we will not fail, For p'mi a tale of love to unfold Let the wind blow fierce the saU'Hi spread wldo, We'ro riding tho crest of tho foam, What caro wo for tho heaving tide, We're sailing to home, Bweot home. I see out In tho nlghtVhe bright ben-con ben-con light Shine In loe's window me, And tho girl of my dreams looks out In tho night, And cuio's naught tor tho gale's mln-Btielsy. mln-Btielsy. Then we go gaily onwnrd, my barque and I, Sailing so strnlght nnd truo, Tho' the wind may whistle and black bo tho sky, Wo'ro coming home dear love to you. We'ro routing to dVFvo dull care away, ' ' To enho all your Boirow nnd pain, Tho sun may not bo shining today And tho clouds mny bo honv) with rain. Ro 1..1-H think of tho Joy.that troubld will bring, Of tho lovo and affection wo gain, Tho clouds eoou wlljBCttor tho song birds will afog,' & v UhT-W suff will bo shining again, W. Ellroe. 'TAgtUij November -6th, 1911; - ' |
