“All so dreary wi frost and snow?”
“O yon is the mountain of hell,” he cried,
“Where you and I will go.”
He strack the tap-mast wi his hand,
The fore-mast wi his knee,
And he brake that gallant ship in twain,
And sank her in the sea.
“All so dreary wi frost and snow?”
“O yon is the mountain of hell,” he cried,
“Where you and I will go.”
He strack the tap-mast wi his hand,
The fore-mast wi his knee,
And he brake that gallant ship in twain,
And sank her in the sea.