FISHERMEN'S MEMORIAL AND RECORD BOOK. 



THE BARK COMES BACK NO MORE. 



BY JAMES DAVIS. 



Never more, never more, 



Cometh back to the shore, 

 The fishermen's bark that eo gaily departed I 



And never a word 



Of tidings is heard, 

 To tell of her fate to the desolate-hearted. 



With full, swelling sail, 

 Before the fair gale, 

 The home-port she left with her flag gaily 



streaming; 



And not one brave heart 

 That in her did depart, 



Of her perilous voyage on the ocean was dream- 

 ing. 



Far out on the tide 



Awhile they did ride. 



And the sea's finny treasures their labor re- 

 warded; 



While thoughts of their cheer, 



As home they should steer, 

 A comfort mid toil and privation afforded. 



But never again 



Shall come back those brave men , 

 Their forms 'neath the dark waves of ocean are 



sleeping; 



And loved ones on shore 

 Their sad fate deplore, 



And eyes have grown weary with watching 

 and weeping. 



Weep no more ! weep no more ! 

 Ye mourners on shore, 

 For the lost ones whom fate from your bosoms 



hath riven ; 



For though their frail bark 

 Went down in the dork. 



The crew have arrived safe in Love's blessed 

 haven. 



And though to the shore 



Shall come back never more 

 The fishermen's bark that so gaily departed. 



In that haven above 



You will meet them, where Love 

 All sorrow shall chase from the deaol&te- 



