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SONGS FOR CHILDHOOD. |
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Theu, with eyes that saw not, I kissed her;
Aud she, kissing back, could uot know That my kiss was given to her sister,
Folded close under deepeniug suow. |
So we shuddered there in silence, For the stoutest held his breath,
While the hungry sea was roaring, And the breakers talked with Death.
As thus we sat in darkness,
Each one busy with his prayers,
"We are lost!" the captain shouted, As he staggered down the stairs.
But his little daughter whispered,
As she took his icy hand, " Isn't God upon the oceau,
Just the same as on the land V |
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THE CAPTAIN'S DAUGHTER.
James T. Fields.
We were crowded in the cabin, Not a soul would dare to sleep;
It was midnight ou the waters, And a storm was on the deep. |
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'Tis a fearful thing, in winter, To be shattered by the blast,
And to hear the rattliug trumpet Thunder, " Cut away the mast!" |
Then we kissed the little maiden, And we spoke in better cheer,
Aud we anchored safe in harbor, When the morn was shining clear. |
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