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up, young man, And steer the ship to haven, As none beside thee can. Thou sayst to me, 'Stand, stand up;' I say to thee, take hold, Lift me a little from the deck, My hands and feet are cold. And let my head, I pray thee, With handkerchiefs be bound: There, take my love's gold handkerchief, And tie it tightly round. Now bring the chart, the doleful chart; See where these mountains meet-- The clouds are thick around their head, The mists around their feet: Cast anchor here; 'tis deep and safe Within the rocky cleft; The little anchor on the right, The great one on the left. And now to thee, O captain, Most earnestly I pray, That they may never bury me In church or cloister grey; But on the windy sea-beach, At the ending of the land, All on the surfy sea-beach, Deep down into the sand. For there will come the sailors, Their voices I shall hear, And at casting of the anchor The yo-ho loud and clear; And at hauling of the anchor The yo-ho and the cheer,-- Farewell, my love, for to thy bay I never more may steer. _W. Allingham_ XLV _THE WRECK OF THE HESPERUS_ It was the schooner _Hesperus_, That sail'd the wintry sea; And the skipper had taken his little daughter, To bear him company. Blue were her eyes as the fairy flax, Her cheeks like the dawn of day, And her bosom white as the hawthorn buds, That ope in the month of May. The skipper he stood beside the helm, His pipe was in his mouth, And he watch'd how the veering flaw did blow The smoke now west, now south. Then up and spake an old sailor, Had sail'd the Spanish Main, 'I pray thee put into yonder port, For I fear the hurricane. 'Last night the moon had a golden ring, And to-night no moon we see!' The skipper he blew a whiff from his pipe, And a scornful laugh laughed he. Colder and louder blew the wind, A gale from the north-east; The snow fell hissing in the brine, And the billows frothed like yeast. Down came the storm and smote amain The vessel in its strength; She shuddered and paused like a frighted steed, Then leaped her cable's length. 'Come hither! come hither! my little dau
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