O’er the deep wi’ thee, laddie,
Will
I, will I,
Sail the sounding sea, laddie,
Will
I, will I,
Wheresoe’er thy feet delay,
Drenched in rain or golden spray,
To the end of life’s long day,
I will love thee as I say,
Laddie,
laddie!
JOCK AND JEAN.
O’er the deep wi’ thee, dearie,
Will
I, will I,
Sail the sounding sea, dearie,
Will
I, will I,
’Neath the starred or starless sky,
Heaven is where the heart beats high,
With a love that cannot die;
So we wander, you and I,
Dearie,
dearie!
THE FLAG OF BROTHERS.
There is blood upon the Banner, the Banner of the
Free,
There is blood upon our Banner, and it lies
’twixt you and me,
And, like the blood of Abel, it crieth from the sod,
And it crieth unto God throughout the Morning.
There’s a blot upon the Banner, the Banner of
the Free,
There’s a blot upon our Banner, and it
lies ’twixt you and me,
And, like the soul of Samuel, it riseth from the clod,
And it crieth unto God throughout the Nooning.
There’s a curse upon the Banner, the Banner
of the Free,
There’s a curse upon our Banner, and
it lies ’twixt you and me,
And, like the curse of Cain, it scars our brows with
pain,
And it sears a Brother’s brain throughout the
E’ening.
May the Lord now bleach this Banner, the Banner of
the Free,
And keep that Banner floating as a pledge ’twixt
you and me,
And, like the eyes of Noah, as the Flood of Blood
flies from us,
May we see the Bow of Promise in the Morning.
Our Banner, then, unsullied, this Banner of the Free,
Will be a Brother’s Banner, held up by you and
me,
And, like a Christian people, as example unto others,
We will wave the Flag of Brothers on that Morning.
WITH A HO-HO-HO! AND A HI-HI-HI!
With a ho-ho-ho! and a hi-hi-hi!
With a canzonet and tabor,
Thus, with ho-ho-ho! and our hi-hi-hi!
We amble, ramble, gambol, I
And my lily-fingered neighbor.
With a ha-ha-ha! and a he-he-he!
With a joyous laugh and caper,
Thus, with ha-ha-ha! and our he-he-he!
In sunlight, moonlight, starlight, we
Both consume our life’s
bright taper.
With a hi-hi-hi! and a ho-ho-ho!
With a prancing, dancing gaiter,
Thus, with hi-hi-hi! and our ho-ho-ho!
We ringing, singing, swinging, go,
Through the glees of our Creator.
With a he-he-he! and a ha-ha-ha!
Through all spells of wind or weather,
Thus, with he-he-he! and our ha-ha-ha!
Till frailing, ailing, failing, ah!
We will die and lie together.
Thus, with ho-ho-ho! and a hi-hi-hi!
With a canzonet and tabor,
Yea, with ho-ho-ho! and our hi-hi-hi!
We amble, ramble, gambol, I
And my lily-fingered neighbor.