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 THE STORM SONG.

Bayard Taylor.

1. The clouds are scud - ding a - cross the moon, A

2. Broth - ers, a night of ter - ror and gloom Speaks

3. Down with the hatch - es on those who sleep! The

4. Tho' the rig - ging shriek in his might-y grip, And the

5. Yet, cour - age, broth - ers! we trust the wave, With

mist - y light is on the sea;  The

in the cloud and gath-'ring roar,   Thank

wild and whis - tling deck have - we; Good

na - ked spars be snapped a - way, Lashed God a - bove, our guid- ing chart;  So