Allan Cunningham. 1785-1842

A wet sheet and a flowing sea,

A wind that follows fast,

And fills the white and rustling sail,

And bends the gallant mast.

And bends the gallant mast, my boys,

While like the eagle free

Away the good ship flies, and leaves

Old England on the lee.

A Wet Sheet and a Flowing Sea.

While the hollow oak our palace is,

Our heritage the sea.

A Wet Sheet and a Flowing Sea.

When looks were fond and words were few.

Poet's Bridal-day Song.