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What! You yet think to forbid?

Sea-way for other Flags, too—

Way for the Red-White-and-Blue!

But it's down with your Black Flag—

Down, in the end, it must be,

In the depths where you lurk let it drag—

Down to the charnelled abyss. ..

You hearken the World's decree?—

Pirates were hunted ere this,

And you shall be swept from the sea!

Edith M. Thomas.