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A girl upon the shore did ask a favour of the sea;"Return my blue eyed sailor boy safely back to me.Forgive me if I ask too much, I will not ask for more,but I shall weep until he sleeps safe upon the shore." |
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As though the sea did hear her plea, a vision did appear,the drifting tip of some wrecked ship came floating ever near. |
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A figure there did cling to it, approaching more and more,as if to ride on some strange tide, safe upon the shore. |
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So give a sailor not your heartlest sorrow you do seek;let true love not be torn apartby favours from the sea. |
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My love, she cried as she a spied the figure on the spar,his clean white shirt was drenched and torn, he must have floated far. |
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She thought with bliss how she would kiss the lips she did adore,and oh, how sweet to see his feet safe upon the shore. |
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So give a sailor not your heartlest sorrow you do seek;let true love not be torn apartby favours from the sea. |
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As she drew near, she felt the fear that something was astray. |
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His mouth was slack and his blue eyes stared blindly at the day. |
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And in a daze, she turned her gaze from the corpse the driftwood bore,and the cold cold sea pushed ruthlessly, safe upon the shore. |
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So give a sailor not your heartlest sorrow you do seek;let true love not be torn apartby favours from the sea. |
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Now fishermen, they cast their nets like miners pan for gold. |
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And sailors push off from the docks and pray the gales will hold. |
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The sea just sits silently, but sometimes, she does more. |
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And someone weeps as her love sleeps safe upon the shore. |
