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Rh Tens of thousands revile me and pray for my colours to fade,

But I've covered ten thousand corpses and I'll fly till the debt is paid;

For thousands will fight for my honour, so long as my halliards last,

And if my halliards are shattered, fight on—when I'm nailed to the mast.

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