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My decks are all of Deep Disgrace,
My compass Discontent;
And Peril is my Northern Pole,
And Death my Orient.
My sailors are my Sorrowing Thoughts,
The boatswain, Bitter Sense;
The master, Misery; his mate
Is Doleful Diligence.
Sir W. H.
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