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LAUDABUNT ALII
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When Drake must bid to Plymouth HoeGood-bye for many a day,And some were sad that feared to go,And some that dared not stay,Be sure he bade them broach the bestAnd raised his tankard with the rest.
"Drake's luck to all that sail with DrakeFor promised lands of gold!Brave lads, whatever storms may break,We've weathered worse of old!To-night the loving-cup we'll drain,To-morrow for the Spanish Main!"
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