By Dorothy Allen

Swiftly cutting through the water,
Falling spray on either side,
Coyly dipping,
Rising, skipping,
Borne along by wind and tide,
Merrily my boat doth glide.

Oh, the sunlight, how it flickers,
Showering diamonds on the way!
Madly dancing,
Shining, glancing,
Slyly beckoning, come and play,
Be, like us, bright, free, and gay.

And I sing a song for gladness,
Send it echoing toward the sea;
I am happy,
Happy, happy!
Blow ye winds! Blow joyfully,
Nor sigh; but sing and laugh with me.

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