Excellent collection of popular songs (1815-1825)/Far, far at sea
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Far, far at Sea.
’Twas night, when the bell had toll’d twelve,
And poor Susan was laid on her-pillow,
In her ear whisper’d some fleeting elve,
Your love now lies lost on a billow,
Far, far at sea.
All was dark, when she woke out of breath,
Not an object her fears could discover;
All was still as the silence of death,
Save Fancy, which painted her lover,
Far, far at sea.
So she whisper’d a pray’r—clos’d her eyes,
But the phanton still haunted her pillow;
While in terror she echoed his cries,
As struggling he sunk'in a billow,
Far, far at sea.
This work was published before January 1, 1929, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.
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