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SONG. 



O coMK, my love ! with me, 



And let us tempt the sea : 

 The storms are all reposing in their -wintry cave : 



The sun is shining high. 



And all cloudless is the sky, 

 And the merry bark goes cheerly on the sparkling wave. 



But if thou'lt come with me, 



The sun, the sky, the sea, 

 Shall wear a fresher tint and fairer beauty soon : 



Far brighter than the sky 



Shines thy bonny laughing eye. 

 And thv " merry smile" is dearer than the deep spring noon ! 



O come, my love ! the deep 



Lies hushed in sunny sleep : 

 The dolphin goes rejoicing through his ocean blue : 



O come, my love ! we'll be 



As blithe and gay as he, ' 



Careering in our little bark the wild wave through ; 



And, as we bound along. 



We'll list some faery song. 

 Of elfin champions tilting in the moonshine pale ; 



Or knights and ladies sheen, 



Beneath the summer treen. 

 With sunbeams flaunting bright, on pennon, plume, and mai\ 



Then come, my love, with me ; 



Our little argosie 

 Shall quickly leave the land and all its Cfre5 behind: 



Or should they dare pursue, 



We'll drown the haggard crew. 

 Or fling them with our canvass, to the soft sca-w!rd. 



For o'er the glittering tide, 



Attendant love shall guide 

 Our little bark, light dancing through the foam and spiay. 



And from his fragrant wing 



The vernal breezes fling, 

 To guide Ui o'er the waters on our clear pathway. H»" 



