And the heavy night hung dark,
The hills and waters o'er,
When a band of exiles moored their bark
On the wild New England shore.


Stanza 2. - The Landing of the Pilgrim Fathers (1826)


And the heavy night hung dark, The hills and waters o'er, When a band of exiles moored their bark On the wild New England shore.

And the heavy night hung dark, The hills and waters o'er, When a band of exiles moored their bark On the wild New England shore.

And the heavy night hung dark, The hills and waters o'er, When a band of exiles moored their bark On the wild New England shore.

And the heavy night hung dark, The hills and waters o'er, When a band of exiles moored their bark On the wild New England shore.