Breathe fair, ye winds, breathe fair, And bear my true love home! Love's bonds shall hold him there, No more, no more to roam. God guide the helm, God fill the sails, And speed him home propitious gales! 

Breathe fair, ye winds, breathe fair,

And bear my true love home!

Love's bonds shall hold him there,

No more, no more to roam.

 She flies the holy cross That talisman divine Shall shield from loss and harm. Her faithful knight and mine. "O Christ, bid thou the storm to cease And fill our hearts with joy and peace!" 

She flies the holy cross

That talisman divine

Shall shield from loss and harm.

Her faithful knight and mine.

 

 

 Home, Sweet Home! 

 They light the beacon fires the hills around. All eyes are eager bent Across the sea, To cheer the night, a hundred voices blent To chase the gloomy hours with mirthful glee; Till shouts of "ship ahoy!" made every heart rebound. 

They light the beacon fires the hills around.

All eyes are eager bent

Across the sea,

To cheer the night, a hundred voices blent

To chase the gloomy hours with mirthful glee;

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