Boat-Song.

Pull away merrily--over the waters!         Bend to your oars for the wood-tangled shore;     We're off and afloat with earth's loveliest daughters,         Worth all the argosies wave ever bore.     Pull away gallantly--pull away valiantly--         Pull with a swoop, boys; and pull for the shore:                 Merrily, merrily, bend to the oar!     Pull away cheerily!--land is before us--         Green groves are flinging their balm to the spray;     The sky, like the spirit of love, bending o'er us,         Lights her bright torches to show us the way.     Pull away charily--pull away warily--         Pull with a nerve, boys; together give way:                 Merrily, merrily, pull to the lay!     Pull away heartily--light winds are blowing,         Crisping the ripples that dance at our side;     The moon bathes in silver the path we are going,         And night is arrayed in her robes like a bride.     Pull away readily--pull away steadily--         Pull with a will, boys, and sing as we glide                 Merrily, merrily, over the tide!