Louisa May Alcott (Луиза Мэй Олкотт)

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'Give me freshening breeze, my boys,
A white and swelling sail,
A ship that cuts the dashing waves,
And weathers every gale.
What life is like a sailor's life,
So free, so bold, so brave?
His home the ocean's wide expanse,
A coral bed his grave.'

1. Beds to the Front of Them
2. Our Little Ghost
3. He That Is Down Need Fear No Fall
4. For Myself Alone, I Would Not Be
5. Welcome, Mighty Chief, Once More

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