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WORK-A-DAY WARRIORS
Here is the night-watch set,And here do I take my stand,Doing my spell at the parapetWith my eye fixed on No Man's Land;With my eye set on No Man's Land,With my eye on that waste o' Hell,But my heart alert for the full sail's fretAnd the boom of the old ship bell.
I set my soul on an outward bound,And I set the course by a star;But I miss the swell beneath my feet.As she noses for over the bar,As she rises and dips at the bar,As she pauses to sniff the gale;To-night I would circle the whole world roundWith never a shorten sail!
I stand on the firing-step,As I've stood on the fo'c'sle-head,And I think of the sailors drowned I've known,And the soldiers I've known who are dead,
