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1859

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Our Way Across the Sea

One of sixty-eight pieces bound in “The Shower of Pearls : A collection of the most beautiful duets, for two sopranos, soprano and alto, soprano and tenor, soprano and bass, and tenor and bass, arranged with an accompaniment for the piano-forte.”

Boston. Published by Oliver Ditson & Co. 277 Washington Street

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Abstract

Home, fare thee well! the ocean's storm is o'er
The weary pennon woos the seaward wind;
Fast speeds the bark, and now the less'ning shore
Sinks in the wave, with those we left behind.
Fare thee well! Land of the free;
No tongue can tell the love I bear to thee.
Fare thee well! Land of the free,
No tongue can tell, the love I bear to thee.

We wreath no bowl to drink a gay good bye,
For tears would fall unbidden in the wine;
And while reflected was the mournful eye,
The sparkling surface e'en would cease to shine.
Then fare thee well! Farewell once more;
The ocean's swell Now hides my native shore.
Then fare thee well! Farewell once more,
The ocean's swell now hides my native shore.

See where yon star its diamond light displays,
Now seen, now hid behind the swelling sail;
Hope rides in gladness on its streaming rays,
And bids us on, and bribes the fav'ring gale.
Then hope we bend in joy to thee;
And careless wend our way across the sea.
Then hope we bend In joy to thee,
And careless wend our way across the sea.

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