O Long The Way

O long the way and short the day,

No light in tower or town,

The waters roar and far the shore--

My ship, my ship goes down!

'Tis all in vain to strive again,

My cry the billows drown,

The fight is done, the wind has won--

My ship, my ship goes down!

Bright sun, adieu! Thou'lt shine anew

When skies no longer frown,

But I--the deafening billows crash--

My ship, my ship goes down!

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