`Watchman, what of the night?` `The stars are out in the sky; And the merry round moon will be rising soon, For us to go sailing by.` `Watchman, what of the night?` `The tide flows in from the sea; There`s water to float a little cockboat Will carry such fishers as we.` `Watchman, what of the night?` `The night is a fruitful time; When to many a pair are born children fair, To be christened at morning chime.` 1849SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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