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Your honest heart of duty, Worden,

So helped you that in fame you dwell;

You bore the first iron battle's burden

Sealed as in a diving-bell.

Alcides, groping into haunted hell

To bring forth King Admetus' bride,

Braved naught more vaguely direful and untried.

What poet shall uplift his charm,

Bold Sailor, to your height of daring,

And interblend therewith the calm,

And build a goodly style upon your bearing.

Escaped the gale of outer ocean—

Cribbed in a craft which like a log

Was washed by every billow's motion—

By night you heard of Og

The huge; nor felt your courage clog