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Ye wish to touch the skyline breeze? Yet dash a'rough of the seas' freeze? Your stutter is your rudder! Glaze wood with blubber, not blabber! In a ship of hope, a common trope Cast high this mast of lie, it's timber a redwood tree! It's shadow a fairy meadow, thine to shine, thine to endow How deprived a'chastity when she did elope.. With her reprived our fares and fairs down this slope...