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Rh But I remember comrades—

Old playmates on new seas—

Whenas we traded orpiment

Among the savages—

A thousand leagues to south'ard

And thirty years removed—

They knew not noble Valdez,

But me they knew and loved.

Then they that found good liquor,

They drank it not alone,

And they that found fair plunder,

They told us every one,

About our chosen islands

Or secret shoals between,

When, walty from far voyage,

We gathered to careen.

There burned our breaming-fagots

All pale along the shore:

There rose our worn pavilions—

A sail above an oar: