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Come away, come away—

O’er the waters wild.

Our earth-born child

Died this day, died this day.

Come away, come away—

The tempest loud

Weaves the shroud

For him who did betray.

Come away, come away—

Beneath the wave

Lieth the grave

Of him we slay, him we slay.

—A sailor’s shanty known as “The Mermaid’s Vengeance”