AFTER THE STORM.
Reading edition
I.
Now that the wind is tamed and broken, And day gleams over the lea, Row, row, for the one you love Was out on the raging sea: Row, row, row, Sturdy and brave o’er the treacherous wave, Hope like a beacon before, Row, sailor, row Out to the sea from the shore!
II.
O, the oar that was once so merry, O, but the mournful oar! Row, row; God steady your arm To the dark and desolate shore: Row, row, row, With your own love dead, and her wet gold head Laid there at last on your knee, Row, sailor, row, Back to the shore from the sea!