Like watermen who look astern while they row the boat ahead.

Like watermen who look astern while they row the boat ahead.

The Owl and the Pussy-Cat went to sea
In a beautiful pea-green boat.

The Owl and the Pussy-Cat went to sea
In a beautiful pea-green boat.

But oars alone can ne'er prevail
To reach the distant coast;
The breath of Heaven must swell read more

But oars alone can ne'er prevail
To reach the distant coast;
The breath of Heaven must swell the sail,
Or all the toil is lost.

Learn of the little nautilus to sail,
Spread the thin oar, and catch the driving gale.

Learn of the little nautilus to sail,
Spread the thin oar, and catch the driving gale.

We lie and listen to the hissing waves,
Wherein our boat seems sharpening its keel,
Which on read more

We lie and listen to the hissing waves,
Wherein our boat seems sharpening its keel,
Which on the sea's face all unthankful graves
An arrowed scratch as with a tool of steel.

Oh, swiftly glides the bonnie boat.
Just parted from the shore,
And to the fisher's chorus-note,
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Oh, swiftly glides the bonnie boat.
Just parted from the shore,
And to the fisher's chorus-note,
Soft moves the dipping oar!

Faintly as tolls the evening chime,
Our voices keep tune and our oars keep time,
Soon as read more

Faintly as tolls the evening chime,
Our voices keep tune and our oars keep time,
Soon as the woods on shore dim,
We'll sing at St. Ann's our parting hymn;
Row, brothers, row, the stream runs fast,
The rapids are near and the daylight's past.

And all the way, to guide their chime,
With falling oars they kept the time.

And all the way, to guide their chime,
With falling oars they kept the time.

Gracefully, gracefully glides our bark
On the bosom of Father Thames,
And before her bows the wavelets read more

Gracefully, gracefully glides our bark
On the bosom of Father Thames,
And before her bows the wavelets dark
Break into a thousand gems.