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!