Classic Poem

I

Let us go a trolling, boys!
 A trolling we shall go,
While the showers are falling, boys,
 And while the south winds blow;
Where the trout
Prowl about,
Steadily, steadily, let us row.

II.

See! the waves are dancing, boys,
 Around the mermaid isle;
Many a fin is glancing, boys,
 Oh! weary runs the while,
Till we speed,
All agreed
 To troll, to troll the glittering guile.

III.

O'er the surface ranging, boys,
 We'll beat from bay to bay.
Lure and water changing, boys;
 It is the angler's way;
So we'll troll
One and all
 And cheerily, cheerily pass the day.

IV.

And again returning, boys,
 We'll talk our triumphs o'er,
Tongue and bosom burning, boys,
As they have burned before,
While we told
Feats of old,
 We never, we never can equal more!