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By the Seaside.
Now touching the very skies,Now sinking into the depths of ocean.Ah! if our souls but poise and swingLike the compass in its brazen ring,Ever level and ever trueTo the toil and the task we have to do,We shall sail securely, and safely reachThe Fortunate Isles, on whose shining beachThe sights we see, and the sounds we hear,Will be those of joy and not of fear! ”
Then the Master,With a gesture of command,Waved his hand;And at the word,Loud and sudden there was heard,All around them and below,The sound of hammers, blow on blow,
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