"Oh! father lov'd, the storm is raging"
This very highly popular song can only be had in the Poet Box
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Oh! Father lov'd, the storm is raging,
And cold and heavy the night mist falls,
Some hapless crew a prey to danger,
For help, for help, despairing calls.
Trim, trim the lamp, the boat launch quickly,
Tho' danger threaten the worst we'll brave.
The toil I heed not, if we can rescue,
The shipwreck'd wanderers from the grave.
Oh ! father lov'd, the storm is raging,
And cold and heavy the night mists fall,
The boat launch quickly, the boat launch quickly,
Some hapless crew for help now calls.
My gentle child 'twere worse than madness,
To tempt the billows this fearful night,
To sleep my child, to rest betake thee,
Await, await, the morning's light.
I cannot sleep, their shrieks appal me,
Oh! father, hear that piercing cry ?
Arise ye, hasten, the day is breaking,
Look out, look out, a wreck I spy !
Ah l father lov'd I fear no danger,
With you I boldly will breast the wave,
The boat launch quickly, the boat launch quickly
You hapless crew we yet may save.
The boat launch'd through breakers roaring,
Like to some wild bird the frail skiff flew,
That gentle girl with love unshaken,
That gallant girl has sav'd the crew.
The danger past, her heart beats lightly,
Her silent transport no pride betrays,
Though grateful tears are around her falling,.
And hearts are throbbing to her praise.