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Rh IV

all day long we've stood

The wild winds restless blowing,

All day we've watched the darkened flood

Around our vessel flowing.

Sunshine has never smiled since morn,

And clouds have gathered drear,

And heavier hearts would feel forlorn

And weaker minds would fear.

But look in each young shipmate's eyes

Lit by the evening flame,

And see how little stormy skies

Our joyous blood can tame.

No face one same expression wears,

No lip the same soft smile;

Yet kindness warms and courage cheers,

Nerves every breast the while.

It is the hour of dreaming now,

With blue and ghostly gleams,

And sweetest in a reddened glow

The hour of dreaming seems.

I may not trace the thoughts of all,

But some I read so well,

As I can hear the ocean's fall

And sudden surging swell.