Green Bays
Shall stand secure on sliding fate,
When golden navies weep their freight.
The scarlet hat, the laurell\'d stave
Are measures, not the springs, of worth;
In a wife\'s lap, as in a grave,
Shall stand secure on sliding fate,
When golden navies weep their freight.
The scarlet hat, the laurell\'d stave
Are measures, not the springs, of worth;
In a wife\'s lap, as in a grave,