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 soo. The couds were ren asunder, By iightning's vivid powers. The night both drear and dark; Our poor devoted bark, Till next day, There she lay, In the Bay of Biscay O! Now dash'd upon the billows, Our op'ning timbers creak-- Each fears a wat'ry pillow, None stops the dreadful leak. To climb the slippery shrouds, Each breathless seaman crowds, As she lay, Till the day, In the Bay,of Biscay O! At length the wish'd,/'or morrow, Broke through the-hazy sky; Absorb'd in silent sorrow, .-Each heav'd the bitter sigh! The dismal wreck to view Struck herrow to the crew, As she lay, On that day, In the Bay of Biscay Ol Her yielding timbers sever, Her pitchy seams are rent; When Heaven, all bounteous ever, Its boundless mercy sent-- A sail in sight appears, We hail her with three cheers] Now we ail With the gal, From the Bay of Biscay O!

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