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But I lie on my own proud deck Before the sea and sky; The wind that sweeps my gallant sails Will have my latest sigh.

My banner floats amid the clouds, Another droops below: Well with my heart's best blood is paid Such purchase from a foe.

Go ye and seek my halls, there dwells A fair-hair'd boy of mine; Give him my sword, while yet the blood Darkens that falchion's shine.

Tell him that only other blood Should wash such stains away;