"Come hither, hither, my little page[[36]](#2998121706686403028_25340-h-4.htm.html#Footnote_36)
Why dost thou weep and wail?
Or dost thou dread the billows' rage,
Or tremble at the gale?
But dash the tear-drop from thine eye;
Our ship is swift and strong:
Our fleetest falcon scarce can fly[[aj]](#2998121706686403028_25340-h-4.htm.html#Footnote_AJ)
More merrily along."[[ak]](#2998121706686403028_25340-h-4.htm.html#Footnote_AK)
