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 The Ship was cheer'd, the Harbour clear'd—
 * Merrily did we drop

Below the Kirk, below the Hill,
 * Below the Light-house top.

The Sun came up upon the left,
 * Out of the Sea came he:

And he shone bright, and on the right
 * Went down into the Sea.

Higher and higher every day,
 * Till over the mast at noon—

The wedding-guest here beat his breast,
 * For he heard the loud bassoon.

The Bride hath pac'd into the Hall,
 * Red as a rose is she;

Nodding their heads before her goes
 * The merry Minstralsy.