The barge she sat in, like a burnished throne,
Burned on the water: the poop was beaten gold;
Purple the sails, and so perfumed that
The winds were lovesick with them; the oars were silver,
Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made
The water which they beat to follow faster,
As amorous of their strokes.
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She bears her down majestically near,
Speed on her prow, and terror in her tier.
She bears her down majestically near,
Speed on her prow, and terror in her tier.
She comes majestic with her swelling sails,
The gallant Ship: along her watery way,
Homeward she drives read more
She comes majestic with her swelling sails,
The gallant Ship: along her watery way,
Homeward she drives before the favouring gales;
Now flirting at their length the streamers play,
And now they ripple with the ruffling breeze.
Like watermen who look astern while they row the boat ahead.
Like watermen who look astern while they row the boat ahead.
Gracefully, gracefully glides our bark
On the bosom of Father Thames,
And before her bows the wavelets read more
Gracefully, gracefully glides our bark
On the bosom of Father Thames,
And before her bows the wavelets dark
Break into a thousand gems.
And the stately ships go on
To their haven under the hill.
And the stately ships go on
To their haven under the hill.
And all the way, to guide their chime,
With falling oars they kept the time.
And all the way, to guide their chime,
With falling oars they kept the time.
A strong nor'wester's blowing, Bill;
Hark! don't ye hear it roar now?
Lord help 'em, how I read more
A strong nor'wester's blowing, Bill;
Hark! don't ye hear it roar now?
Lord help 'em, how I pities them
Unhappy folks on shore, now.
Morn on the waters, and purple and bright
Bursts on the billows the flushing of light
O'er read more
Morn on the waters, and purple and bright
Bursts on the billows the flushing of light
O'er the glad waves, like a child of the sun,
See the tall vessel goes gallantly on.
Like ships that have gone down at sea,
When heaven was all tranquillity.
Like ships that have gone down at sea,
When heaven was all tranquillity.
