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SPEED ON, STORMY BLAST.
::::::Speed on, stormy blast;
The wide ocean awaits thee,
The strong anchor is cast,
And calm rests on the sea;
The white sails are glancing,
The ship not advancing,
And the lov'd one is watching, and praying with me.
The wide ocean awaits thee,
The strong anchor is cast,
And calm rests on the sea;
The white sails are glancing,
The ship not advancing,
And the lov'd one is watching, and praying with me.
Oh, blow, gentle breezes!
And ruffle the ocean,
Fate smiles when she pleases;
I will share thy emotion;
And while thou art sighing,
My heart is replying,
And my lov'd one partakes of my heart's fond devotion.
And ruffle the ocean,
Fate smiles when she pleases;
I will share thy emotion;
And while thou art sighing,
My heart is replying,
And my lov'd one partakes of my heart's fond devotion.
Blow softly, thou south wind!
Raise no storm on the sea;
Thy voice is most kind
To my lov'd one and me;
Then speed with a blessing,
We soon will be pressing
Our true hearts in meeting,—soon soon may it be!
Raise no storm on the sea;
Thy voice is most kind
To my lov'd one and me;
Then speed with a blessing,
We soon will be pressing
Our true hearts in meeting,—soon soon may it be!
