A Life on the ocean wave, A home on the rolling deep; Where the scattered waters rave, And the winds their revels keep! Like an eagle caged I pine On this dull, unchanging shore: O, give me the flashing brine, The spray and the tempest’s roar! Once more on the deck I stand, Of my own swift-gliding craft: Set sail! farewell to the land; The gale follows fair abaft. We shoot through the sparkling foam, Like an ocean-bird set free,— Like the ocean-bird, our home We ’ll find far out on the sea. The land is no longer in view, The clouds have begun to frown; But with a stout vessel and crew, We ’ll say, Let the storm come down! And the song of our hearts shall be, While the winds and the waters rave, A home on the rolling sea! A life on the ocean wave!
“A life on the ocean wave”
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