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The billows on the beach are leaping around it, / The bark is weak and frail, / The sea looks black, and the clouds that bound it / Darkly strew the gale. / Come with me, thou delightful child, / Come with me, though the wave is wild, / And the winds are loose, we must not stay, / Or the slaves of the law may rend thee away.
They have taken thy brother and sister dear, / They have made them unfit for thee; / They have withered the smile and dried the tear / Which should have been sacred to me. / To a blighting faith and a cause of crime / They have bound them slaves in youthly prime, / And they will curse my name and thee / Because we fearless are and free.