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Then the wood failed—then the food failed—then the last water dried— |
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On the sand-drift—on the veldt-side—in the fern-scrub we lay. |
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Follow after—follow after—for the harvest is sown: |
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When Drake went down to the Horn, |
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We have fed our sea for a thousand years, |
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If blood be the price of admiralty, |
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There's never a flood goes shoreward now |