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 But pale on the scarred fleet's decks there lay

A silent man for every silenced gun.

And quiet far below the wave,

Where never cheers shall move their sleep,

Some who did boldly, nobly earn them, lie—

Charmed children of the deep.

But decks that now are in the seed,

And cannon yet within the mine,

Shall thrill the deeper, gun and pine,

Because of the Tecumseh's glorious deed.