The Trade-Wind

Blow , thou brave old trade-wind, blow!
Send the mighty billows flashing
In the radiant sunlight dashing,
O'er the reef like thunder crashing!
Blow, thou brave old trade-wind, blow!

Blow, thou grand old trade-wind, blow!
Oh, for caves in which to store thee!
See the palm-trees bow before thee—
Yea, like them, we do adore thee.
Blow, thou grand old trade-wind, blow!

Blow, thou kind old trade-wind, blow!
Blow, oh, blow with fierce endeavor!
Blow the fever far, forever!
Let the mists return, oh, never!
Blow, thou kind old trade-wind, blow!

Blow, thou good old trade-wind, blow!
Blow away our tropic madness!
Blow away our untold sadness!
Blow us lasting peace and gladness!
Blow, thou good old trade-wind, blow!
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