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Pliant and swift it reeis o’er the abyss, While the lerce rage of the storm it defies,

Now, for an instant its light form we miss Surely ’t is lost, as it is to the eyes !

No, it arises, shoots on as before, Guided by us o’er the great River’s flow ;

| Then, let us sing the ol ba!lad once more,

Song of the Boatmen, as onward we row !

Brightly the beautiful sun on us heams,

Cheering the mariners’ heart with its rays;

: While our strong arms, o’er the billow that gleams,

Urge our light skiff thro’ the long summer days. k

|Tenderly ever the echoes from shore,

Waft the sweet ballaü of love that wili glow

| With the strong courage and warmth evermore

Of the brave Boatmen who sing as they go !

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