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8 The dismal wreck to view

Struck horror in the crew,

As she lay on the day

In the bay of Biscay O.

Her yielding timbers sever,

Her pitchy scams are rent,

When Heaven, all bounteous ever,

Its mercy sent:

A sail in sight appears,

We hail with three cheers;

Now we sail with the gale,

From the bay of Biscay O.

FINIS.