And while the tears were falling fast,
They bore her to the ship.
And Abby, Pwen, and Enna went—
Oh! it was sad to be
Thus parted—three upon the land,
And three upon the sea.
Thy first mamma was buried on a distant rocky isle, where none but strangers rest. The vessel passed on her voyage, and—
At length they reached a distant shore,
A beautiful bright land,
And crowds of pitying strangers came,