Joy, Shipmate, Joy!
Joy, shipmate, Joy!(Pleas’d to my soul at death I cry,)Our life is closed, our life begins,The long, long anchorage we leave,The ship is clear at last, she leaps!She swiftly courses from the shore,Joy, shipmate, joy.
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