Chorus.—Pilgrims and wanderers, &c.
Not theirs the glory wreath
Torn by the blast;
Heavenward their holy steps,
Heavenward they pass’d;
Green be their mossy graves,
Ours be their fame,
While their song peals along
Ever the same.
Chorus.—Pilgrims and wanderers, &c.
Row, Row.
Row! row! homeward we steer,
Twilight falls o’er us,
Hark! hark! music is near,
Friends glide before us,
Song lightens our labor,
Sing as onward we go,
Keep each with his neighbor
Time as we flow.
Chorus.—Row! row! homeward we go,
Twilight falls o’er us,
Row! row! sing as we flow,
Day flies before us.
Row! row! sing as we go,
Nature rejoices;
Hark! how the hills as we flow
Echo our voices;
Still o’er the dark waters
Far away we must roam,
Ere Italy’s daughters
Welcome us home.
Chorus.—Row! row, &c.