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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=511018" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Last Chantey</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;~And there was no more sea.~&quot;<br> <br> <br> <br>Thus said The Lord in the Vault above the Cherubim<br> Calling to the Angels and the Souls in their degree:<br> &quot;Lo! Earth has passed away<br> On the smoke of Judgment Day.<br> That Our word may be established shall We gather up the sea?&quot;<br> <br>Loud sang the souls of the jolly, jolly mariners:<br> &quot;Plague upon the hurricane that made us furl and flee!<br> But the war is done between us,<br> In the deep the Lord hath seen us --<br> Our bones we'll leave the barracout', and God may sink the sea!&quot;<br> <br>Then said the soul of Judas that betray]\ed Him:<br> &quot;Lord, hast Thou forgotten Thy covenant with me?<br> How once a year I go<br> To cool me on the floe?<br> And Ye take my day of mercy if Ye take away the sea!&quot;<br> <br>Then said the soul of the Angel of the Off-shore Wind:<br> (He that bits the thunder when the bull-mouthed breakers flee):<br> &quot;I have watch and ward to keep<br> O'er Thy wonders on the deep,<br> And Ye take mine honour from me if Ye take away the sea!&quot;<br> <br>Loud sang the souls of the jolly, jolly mariners:<br> &quot;Nay, but we were angry, and a hasty folk are we!<br> If we worked the ship together<br> Till she foundered in foul weather,<br> Are we babes that we should clamour for a vengeance on the sea?&quot;<br> <br>Then said the souls of the slaves that men threw overboard:<br> &quot;Kennelled in the picaroon a weary band were we;<br> But Thy arm was strong to save,<br> And it touched us on the wave,<br> And we drowsed the long tides idle till Thy Trumpets tore the sea.&quot;<br> <br>Then cried the soul of the stout Apostle Paul to God:<br> &quot;Once we frapped a ship, and she laboured woundily.<br> There were fourteen score of these,<br> And they blessed Thee on their knees,<br> When they learned Thy Grace and Glory under Malta by the sea!&quot;<br> <br>Loud sang the souls of the jolly, jolly mariners,<br> Plucking at their harps, and they plucked unhandily:<br> &quot;Our thumbs are rough and tarred,<br> And the tune is something hard --<br> May we lift a Deep-sea Chantey such as seamen use at sea?&quot;<br> <br>Then said the souls of the gentlemen-adventurers --<br> Fettered wrist to bar all for red iniquity:<br> &quot;Ho, we revel in our chains<br> O'er the sorrow that was Spain's;<br> Heave or sink it, leave or drink it, we were masters of the sea!&quot;<br> <br>Up spake the soul of a gray Gothavn 'speckshioner --<br> (He that led the flinching in the fleets of fair Dundee):<br> &quot;Oh, the ice-blink white and near,<br> And the bowhead breaching clear!<br> Will Ye whelm them all for wantonness that wallow in the sea?&quot;<br> <br>Loud sang the souls of the jolly, jolly mariners,<br> Crying: &quot;Under Heaven, here is neither lead nor lee!<br> Must we sing for evermore<br> On the windless, glassy floor?<br> Take back your golden fiddles and we'll beat to open sea!&quot;<br> <br>Then stooped the Lord, and He called the good sea up to Him,<br> And 'stablished his borders unto all eternity,<br> That such as have no pleasure<br> For to praise the Lord by measure,<br> They may enter into galleons and serve Him on the sea.<br> <br> Sun, wind, and cloud shall fail not from the face of it,<br> Stinging, ringing spindrift, nor the fulmar flying free;<br> And the ships shall go abroad<br> To the Glory of the Lord<br> Who heard the silly sailor-folk and gave them back their sea!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Rudyard+Kipling">Rudyard Kipling</a><div class=q>
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Thus said The Lord in the Vault above the Cherubim
 Calling to the Angels and the Souls in their degree:
 &quot;Lo! Earth has passed away
 On the smoke of Judgment Day.
 That Our word may be establish..."></div>
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