'What ails you that you look so pale,
O fisher of the sea?'
''Tis for a mournful tale I own,
Fair maiden Marjorie.'
'What is the dreary tale to tell,
O toiler of the sea?'
'I cast my net into the waves,
Sweet maiden Marjorie.
'I cast my net into the tide,
Before I made for home;
Too heavy for my hands to raise,
Wednesday, September 29, 2010