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!