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The Song of the Sou' Wester

The sun was lost in a leaden sky,And the shore lay under our lee;When a great Sou' Wester hurricane highCame rollicking up the sea.He played with the fleet as a boy with boatsTill out for the Downs we ran,And he laugh'd with the roar of a thousand throatsAt the militant ways of man:
Oh! I am the enemy most of might,The other be who you please!Gunner and guns may all be right,Flags a-flying and armour tight,But I am the fellow you've first to fight—The giant that swings the seas.
A dozen of middies were down belowChasing the X they love,While the table curtseyed long and slowAnd the lamps were giddy above.
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