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SEA SONGS. |
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Cool, steadfast, patient, brave,
How well he played his part! Where'er he rode the wave,
There sailed an English heart Kind friend and dreaded foe,
Till fleets we need no more, May England always show Such a fine old Commodore,
As our brave old Commodore, Our conquering Commodore, Of whom the most We love to boast As our fine old Commodore. |
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