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Yes, we wept! Alas, how we wept. |
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Our faith in our father, well kept. |
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For God?s sake: brave men we were! |
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Too forward to abandon ourselves to despair. |
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Tablets Of The Law: Heaven sent, |
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Thou shalt not kill: thine commandment, |
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Good Gracious, we set at naught, |
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Yet, we braved the elements, tried to defy all odds. |
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And his glassy, his distracted eyes, |
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As though his will was bound and tied, |
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He lay his head (down on the boat's gunwale) |
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it took our breath, |
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Few would live, while Coffin died. |
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Detested archair urge to eat, |
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Agonized by this peccant seed, |
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Something errant, this moment owns, |
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We caught ourselves |
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A moment of weakness |
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Gnawing bones. |
