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.