(Such a thrilling section as the ship gets ready to sail! Nice work Mr Melville.)
(Such a thrilling section as the ship gets ready to sail! Nice work Mr Melville.)
Long having wander’d since, round the earth having wander’d,
Now I face home again, very pleas’d and joyous,
(But where is what I started for so long ago?
And why is it yet unfound?)
Long having wander’d since, round the earth having wander’d,
Now I face home again, very pleas’d and joyous,
(But where is what I started for so long ago?
And why is it yet unfound?)
(I tell not the fall of the Alamo,
Not one escaped to tell the fall of Alamo,
The hundred and fifty are dumb yet at Alamo,)
'Tis the tale of murder in cold blood of four hundred and twelve young men.
(I tell not the fall of the Alamo,
Not one escaped to tell the fall of Alamo,
The hundred and fifty are dumb yet at Alamo,)
'Tis the tale of murder in cold blood of four hundred and twelve young men.