MISCELLANEOUS SELECTIONS FOR MEMORIZING FIFTH GRADE-FIRST HALF YEAR SEA SONG A wet sheet and a flowing sea, A wind that follows fast, And fills the white and rustling sail, And bends the gallant mast; And bends the gallant mast, my boys, While like the eagle free, Away the good ship flies, and leaves Oh, for a soft and gentle wind! I heard a fair one cry; But give to me the snoring breeze, And white waves heaving high; And white waves heaving high, my boys, The good ship tight and free The world of waters is our home, And merry men are we. There's tempest in yon horned moon, And lightning in yon cloud; But hark the music, Mariners! The wind is piping loud; The wind is piping loud, my boys, The lightning flashing free- -Allan Cunningham. THE LANDING OF THE PILGRIM FATHERS The breaking waves dashed high On a stern and rock-bound coast, And the woods against a stormy sky Their giant branches tossed; And the heavy night hung dark The hills and waters o'er, When a band of exiles moored their bark Not as the conqueror comes, They, the true-hearted, came; Not with the roll of the stirring drums, Not as the flying come, In silence and in fear; They shook the depths of the desert gloom Amidst the storm they sang, And the stars heard, and the sea; And the sounding aisles of the dim woods rang To the anthem of the free! The ocean eagle soared From his nest by the white wave's foam, There were men with hoary hair Why had they come to wither there, |