Ethel Turner-A Boat on the Sea
A Boat on the Sea |
A BOAT on the sea, my boat, Eager and frail! Sweet skies, smile as you look On that fairy sail. Waves, great waves, many years You have worked your will. Just while she passes through, Kind waves, be still. Winds—and I may not ask That you never blow, But spare her the moaning note That the old boats know. |