| bangusboy ( @ 2007-05-03 21:57:00 |
The Pilot, by Thomas Haynes Bayly
And before you know it, it's May again. Pretty soon I'll need to start paying my debts to the sea. Did I mention earlier that the sea hates me? Yeah, I did.
"Oh! Pilot! 'tis a fearful night,
There's danger on the deep,
I'll come and pace the deck with thee,
I do not dare to sleep."
"Go down," the sailor cried, "go down,
This is no place for thee;
Fear not! but trust in Providence,
Wherever thou mayst be."
"Ah! Pilot, dangers often met
We all are apt to slight,
And thou hast known these raging waves
But to subdue their might."
"It is not apathy," he cried,
"That gives this strength to me,
Fear not but trust in Providence,
Wherever thou mayst be.
On such a night the sea engulphed
My father's lifeless form;
My only brother's boat went down
In just so wild a storm;
And such, perhaps, may be my fate,
But still I say to thee,
Fear not but trust in Providence,
Wherever thou mayst be."
And before you know it, it's May again. Pretty soon I'll need to start paying my debts to the sea. Did I mention earlier that the sea hates me? Yeah, I did.
"Oh! Pilot! 'tis a fearful night,
There's danger on the deep,
I'll come and pace the deck with thee,
I do not dare to sleep."
"Go down," the sailor cried, "go down,
This is no place for thee;
Fear not! but trust in Providence,
Wherever thou mayst be."
"Ah! Pilot, dangers often met
We all are apt to slight,
And thou hast known these raging waves
But to subdue their might."
"It is not apathy," he cried,
"That gives this strength to me,
Fear not but trust in Providence,
Wherever thou mayst be.
On such a night the sea engulphed
My father's lifeless form;
My only brother's boat went down
In just so wild a storm;
And such, perhaps, may be my fate,
But still I say to thee,
Fear not but trust in Providence,
Wherever thou mayst be."