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SEA SONGS. |
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You sneeze at every air-draught,
Half-dead with all your wealth ; Try our life with all its roughness ;
'Twill teach you what is health; You're coddled up like misses,
Too weak to toil or strive, Come face, with us, a sea-life,
And feel, with us, alive. |
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