Parerga/Ply the Oar
< Parerga
BOAT SONG.
"PLY THE OAR."
Air—GERMAN.
Ply the oar, ply the oar,
Bend ye well to the oar,
Our bark must fly far, ere she rest by the shore.
Bend ye well to the oar,
Our bark must fly far, ere she rest by the shore.
Give way, give way, long strokes and fast!
Quick on the feather, she bounds at last!
Then ply the oar, ply the oar,
Bend ye well to the oar,
Our bark must fly far, ere she rest by the shore.
Quick on the feather, she bounds at last!
Then ply the oar, ply the oar,
Bend ye well to the oar,
Our bark must fly far, ere she rest by the shore.
The laughing breeze, the sparkling beam
Have waken'd the smile of the dimpled stream.
Then ply the oar, ply the oar,
Bend ye well to the oar,
Our bark must fly far, ere she rest by the shore.
Have waken'd the smile of the dimpled stream.
Then ply the oar, ply the oar,
Bend ye well to the oar,
Our bark must fly far, ere she rest by the shore.
Our boat glides fast as the swallow's wing,
There's life and delight in her every spring.
Then ply the oar, ply the oar,
Bend ye well to the oar,
Our bark must fly far, ere she rest by the shore.
There's life and delight in her every spring.
Then ply the oar, ply the oar,
Bend ye well to the oar,
Our bark must fly far, ere she rest by the shore.
The rippling waves our gladness feel,
And gurgle with joy round the cleaving keel.
Then ply the oar, ply the oar,
Bend ye well to the oar,
Our bark must fly far, ere she rest by the shore.
And gurgle with joy round the cleaving keel.
Then ply the oar, ply the oar,
Bend ye well to the oar,
Our bark must fly far, ere she rest by the shore.
The trees bow down from the meadow-side
To welcome the wanderers of the tide.
Then ply the oar, ply the oar,
Bend ye well to the oar,
Our bark must fly far, ere she rest by the shore.
To welcome the wanderers of the tide.
Then ply the oar, ply the oar,
Bend ye well to the oar,
Our bark must fly far, ere she rest by the shore.
And sunny and fair smile hill and lea,
As we glance beside them fast and free.
Then ply the oar, ply the oar,
Bend ye well to the oar,
Our bark must fly far, ere she rest by the shore.
As we glance beside them fast and free.
Then ply the oar, ply the oar,
Bend ye well to the oar,
Our bark must fly far, ere she rest by the shore.