MAN sails the deep awhile;

Loud runs the roaring tide;

The seas are wild and wide;

O’er many a salt, o’er many a desert mile,

The unchained breakers ride,

The quivering stars beguile.

Hope bears the sole command;

Hope, with unshaken eyes,

Sees flaw and storm arise;

Hope, the good steersman, with unwearying hand,

Steers, under changing skies,

Unchanged toward the land.

O wind that bravely blows!

O hope that sails with all

Where stars and voices call!

O ship............