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The Fishing Boats

or
"Golden Haired Alice"

from the Poem


"Alice"
Moderato e cantabile

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star - light - ed night,


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Music by
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shin - gle

when the

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cold sheen

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1878
Edited by Robert A. Hudson
10/7/2015

morn - ing

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out

far

for - ev - er, and

sigh - ing, one

broke dark - ly, the

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Waft the Fish - ing Boats

winds gen - tly


lost him

With the fea - ther - y

from the

bay.

mines the

waves,

driv - en

foam.

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Al - ice

may

watch - es

them

sands, near

the

speed - ing

Bm

sail - ing

way

from

tem - pest


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words

as they

sings

song

in the

sad

her weird

voice

in the

Waits and

af - fright

be

Pass - es

seen

On the

her

home.

arched

caves.

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a tempo

a - way.

of - ten


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mur - murs these

heard her

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Bm

as snow with

with eyes beam - ing bright,

of fair

rit.

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lips white

form

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gold - en haired

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And she

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fade from

her sight,

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boun - te - ous,

morn - ing

air keen,

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mer - ci - less,

gray morn - ing light,

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pow - er - ful,

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death

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ti - ful

en - ous

deal - ing

sea,

sea,

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nets,

depths,

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breeze to their

breeze on
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me."

me."

his

me."
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thy

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us

our

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true love

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thy

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to - mor - row

to

lost

to

true lov - er

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to

lov - er

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mur - murs

these

words

as they

weird

song

in the

heard

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sings

steals from

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con espress.

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their

in

Or re - store my

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to

spoil

rest

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spoil

the

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a tempo

the

sails,

breast,

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Keep

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sea,

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her

her

sad

voice


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in the

The Fishing Boats

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Dm

Dm

fade

from

her

sight,

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boun

keen,

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mer

gray morn - ing

light,

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their nets,

That steals from us

our best,

true

love

store

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turn

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to

true
lost

death - deal

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A fair breeze to

Take me

to

me."

mor - row

to

lov - er

to

me."

ing

sea,

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their sails,

And my

his

Or re -

thy breast,

But re -

rest

sea,

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Hold the breeze on

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lov - er

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colla voce

ci - less,

rav - en

in - to

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my

thy depths,

spoil in

beau - ti

spoil to

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te - ous,

er - ful,

con espress.

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Keep the

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pow

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Send the

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"O

Dm

me."

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