Sing away, Oh sing away!
My father’s ship sails swiftly home:
O’er the wind-blown waves a-foam
What gifts will be bring away?
A golden coif to bind my locks-
Sing away, Oh sing away!-
Or else two white-and-silver smocks.
But if he drift on the sea’s rocks
What gifts will he bring away?
(Oliver Madox Brown)
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