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Nor is there shore around whate'er,
⁠Or banner proud, but of my might
Is taught the valorous proofs to bear,
⁠And made to feel my right.
My treasure is my gallant bark,
⁠My only god is liberty;
My law is might, the wind my mark,
⁠My country is the sea.

Look when a ship our signals ring,
⁠Full sail to fly how quick she 's veer'd!
For of the sea I am the king,
⁠My fury's to be fear'd;
But equally with all I share
⁠Whate'er the wealth we take supplies;
I only seek the matchless fair
⁠My portion of the prize.
My treasure is my gallant bark,
⁠My only god is liberty;
My law is might, the wind my mark,
⁠My country is the sea.

I am condemned to die! I laugh;
⁠For, if my fates are kindly sped,
My doomer from his own ship's staff

⁠Perhaps I'll hang instead.