Merrily oh! merrily oh? The nets are spread out to the sun; Merrily oh! the fisher boy sings, Right glad that his labour is done. Happy and gay, with his boat in the bay, The storm and the danger forgot; The wealthy and great might repine at their state, And envy the fisher boy's lot. Merrily oh! merrily oh! This is the burden he gives; Cheerily oh! though the blast may blow, The fisher boy jollily lives. Merrily oh! merrily oh! He sleeps till the morning breaks; Merrily oh! at the sea-gull's scream The fisher boy quickly awakes. Down on the strand he is plying his hand, His shouting is heard again; The clouds are dark, but he springs to his bark, With the same light-hearted strain. Merrily oh! merrily oh! This is the burden he gives; Cheerily oh! though the blast may blow, The fisher boy jollily lives. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN YOUTH IS PLEASURE by ROBERT WEVER THREE PASTORAL ELEGIES: 3 by WILLIAM BASSE LE GUIGNON by CHARLES BAUDELAIRE |