| Be well assured that on our side
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| Our challenged oceans fight
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| Though headlong wind and leaping tide
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| Make us their sport to-night
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| Through force of weather, not of war
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| In jeopardy we steer
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| Then welcome Fate’s discourtesy
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| Whereby it shall appear
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| How in all time of our distress
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| As in our triumph too
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| The game is more than the player of the game
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| And the ship is more than the crew!
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| Be well assured, though wave and wind
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| Have mightier blows in store
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| That we who keep the watch assigned
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| Must stand to it the more;
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| And as our streaming bows dismiss
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| Each billow’s baulked career
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| Sing welcome Fate’s discourtesy
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| Whereby it is made clear
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| How in all time of our distress
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| As in our triumph too
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| The game is more than the player of the game
|
| And the ship is more than the crew!
|
| Be well assured that on our side
|
| Our challenged oceans fight
|
| Though headlong wind and leaping tide
|
| Make us their sport to-night
|
| Through force of weather, not of war
|
| In jeopardy we steer
|
| Then welcome Fate’s discourtesy
|
| Whereby it shall appear
|
| How in all time of our distress
|
| As in our triumph too
|
| The game is more than the player of the game
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| And the ship is more than the crew! |