None stops the dreadful leak!
To cling to slippery shrouds,
Each breathless seaman crowds,
At the lay,
Till the day,
In the bay of Biscay, O!
At length the wish’d for morrow
Broke through the hazy sky;
Absorb’d in silent sorrow,
Each heav’d a bitter sigh;
The dismal wreck to view
Struck horror to the crew,
At the lay,
On that day,
In the bay of Biscay, O!
Her yielding timbers sever,
Her pitchy seams are rent,
When Heaven, all bounteous ever,
Its boundless mercy sent:
A sail in sight appears,
We hail her with three cheers!
Now we sail,
With the gale,
From the Bay of Biscay, O!
A FAMOUS MAN IS ROBIN HOOD.
A famous man is Robin Hood,
The English ballad-singers’ joy;
Bnt Scotland has a thief as good,
She has her bold Rob Roy!
A dauntless heart M'Gregor shows
And wond'rous length and strength of arn.
He long was quell'd his highland foes,
And kept his friends from harm.
A famous man, (illegible text)
His darling mood protects him still,
For ’tis the robber’s simple plan;
That they should take—who have the will,
And they should keep—who on
