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| 'Twas in | eighteen hundred and | fifty three, |
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| And of | June the | thirteenth | day; |
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| That our | gallant | ship her a | nchor weighed, |
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| And for | Greenland | bore | away, brave boys, |
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| And for | Greenland | bore | awa | y. |
The lookout in the crosstrees stood
Spyglass in his hand;
There's a whale, there's a whale,
there's a whale fish he cried,
And she blows at every span, brave boys,
And she blows at every span.
The captain stood on the quarter-deck,
And a fine little man was he;
"Overhaul! Overhaul! let your davit-tackles fall,
And launch your boats for sea, brave boys,
And launch your boats for sea."
Now the boats were launched and the men aboard,
And the whale was full in view;
Resolv-ed was each seaman bold
To steer where the whalefish blew, etc.
We struck the whale, the line paid out,
But she gave a flourish with her tail;
The boat capsized and four men were drowned,
And we never caught that whale, etc.
"To lose the whale," our captain said,
"It grieves my heart full sore;
But oh! to lose four gallant men,
It grieves me ten times more," etc.
"The winter star doth now appear,
So, boys, we'll anchor weigh;
It's time to leave this cold country,
And homeward bear away," etc.
Oh, Greenland is a dreadful place,
A land that's never green,
Where there's ice and snow, and the whalefishes blow,
And the daylight's seldom seen, etc.