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INCLUSIVE EDITION, 1885-1918
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Then said the soul of the Angel of the Off-shore Wind:
  (He that bits the thunder when the bull-mouthed breakers flee):
     “I have watch and ward to keep
     O’er Thy wonders on the deep,
  And Ye take mine honour from me if Ye take away the sea!”

Loud sang the souls of the jolly, jolly mariners:
  “Nay, but we were angry, and a hasty folk are we.
     If we worked the ship together
     Till she foundered in foul weather,
  Are we babes that we should clamour for a vengeance on the sea?”

Then said the souls of the slaves that men threw overboard:
  “Kennelled in the picaroon a weary band were we;
     But Thy arm was strong to save,
     And it touched us on the wave,
  And we drowsed the long tides idle till Thy Trumpets tore the sea.”

Then cried the soul of the stout Apostle Paul to God:
  “Once we frapped a ship, and she laboured woundily.
     There were fourteen score of these,
     And they blessed Thee on their knees,
  When they learned Thy Grace and Glory under Malta by the sea!”

Loud sang the souls of the jolly, jolly mariners,
  Plucking at their harps, and they plucked unhandily:
     “Our thumbs are rough and tarred,
     And the tune is something hard—
  May we lift a Deep-sea Chantey such as seamen use at sea?”