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F. W. B. [Music]
1. I'll build myself a gallant ship, / A ship of noble fame; / And four and twenty mariners, / Shall box and man the same; / And I will stand, with helm in hand, / To urge them o'er the main.
2. No scarf shall o'er my shoulders go, / I will not comb my hair; / The pale moonlight, the candle bright / Shall neither tell I'm fair. / Beside the mast I stand so fast, / Unresting in despair.
3. The rain may beat, and round my feet / The waters wash and foam, / O thou North wind lag not behind / But bear me far from home! / My hands I wring, and sobbing sing, / As over seas I roam.
4. The moon so pale shall light my sail, / As o'er the sea I fly, / To where afar the Eastern star / Is twinkling in the sky. / I would I were with my love fair, / Ere ever my love die!