Grace Darling
(G. Linley)
Oh! Father lov'd, the storm is raging
Andcold and heavy the night mist falls;
Some hapless crew, a prey to danger,
For help, for help, despairing calls.
Trim, trim the lamp,the boat launch quickly,
Tho' danger threatens, the worst we'll brave;
The toil I heed not if we can rescue
The shipwreck'd wand'rers from the grave.
Oh! father help,the storm is raging,
And cold and heavy the night mist falls;
The boat launch quickly, the boat launch quickly,
Some hapless crew for help now calls.
My gentle child! 'Twere worse than madness
To tempt the billow this fearful night;
Again to sleep, to rest betake thee
Await, await, the morning's light.
I cannot sleep, their shrieks appall me
Oh! father, heard ye that piercing cry?
Arise, ye, hasten, the day is breaking
Look out, look out, a wreck I spy.
Oh father lov'd I fear no danger
With you I will boldly breast the wave,
The boat launch quickly, the boat launch quickly,
Yon hapless crew we yet may save.
The boat is launch'd thro' breakers roaring,
Like to some wild bird, the frail skiff flew.
That gentle girl, with love unshaken
Has saved from death that hapless crew.
The danger past, her heart beats lightly
Her silent transport no pride betrays
Tho' grateful tears are round her falling
And hearts are throbbing to her praise.
The danger past, her heart beats lightly
Her silent transport no pride betrays
Tho' grateful tears are round her falling
And hearts are throbbing to her praise.
From original sheet music, the Lester Levy Collection
Published by George Willig, Philadelphia. No date given;
no copyright listed.
RG
OCT98
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