The barge she sat in, like a burnished throne,
Burned on the water: the poop was beaten gold;
Purple the sails, and so perfumed that
The winds were lovesick with them; the oars were silver,
Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made
The water which they beat to follow faster,
As amorous of their strokes.
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On the ear
Drops the light drip of the suspended oar.
On the ear
Drops the light drip of the suspended oar.
When rats leave a sinking ship, where exactly do they think
they're going?
When rats leave a sinking ship, where exactly do they think
they're going?
They that go down to the sea in ships, that do business in great
waters:
These see the read more
They that go down to the sea in ships, that do business in great
waters:
These see the works of the Lord, and his wonders in the deep.
The Liner she's a lady, an' she never looks nor 'eeds--
The Man-o'-War's 'er 'usband an' 'e gives 'er read more
The Liner she's a lady, an' she never looks nor 'eeds--
The Man-o'-War's 'er 'usband an' 'e gives 'er all she needs;
But, oh, the little cargo-boats, that sail the wet seas roun',
They're just the same as you an' me, a'-plyin' up an' down.
Lord, Thou hast made this world below the shadow of a dream,
An', taught by time, I tak' it read more
Lord, Thou hast made this world below the shadow of a dream,
An', taught by time, I tak' it so--exceptin' always steam,
From coupler-flange to spindle-guide I see thy Hand, O God--
Predestination in the stride o' yon connectin'-rod.
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.
For she is such a smart little craft,
Such a neat little, sweet little craft--
Such a read more
For she is such a smart little craft,
Such a neat little, sweet little craft--
Such a bright little,
Tight little,
Slight little,
Light little,
Trim little, slim little craft!
Ships that sailed for sunny isles,
But never came to shore.
Ships that sailed for sunny isles,
But never came to shore.
And the stately ships go on
To their haven under the hill.
And the stately ships go on
To their haven under the hill.
