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ETHINKS it is a glorious thing, To sail upon the deep; A thousand sailors under you, Their watch and ward to keep:

To see your gallant battle-flag, So scornfully unrolled, As scarcely did the wild wind dare To stir one crimson fold:

To watch the frigates scattered round, Like birds upon the wing;