Twenty Bold Mariners.
Twenty bold mariners went to the wave, Twenty sweet breezes blew over the main; All were so hearty, so free, and so brave, - But they never came back again! Half the wild ocean rose up to the clouds, Half the broad sky scowled in thunder and rain; Twenty white crests rose around them like shrouds, And they stayed in the dancing main! This is easy to sing, and often to mourn, And the breaking of dawn is no newer to-day; But those who die young, or are left forlorn, Think grief is no older than they!
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