And as great seamen, using all their wealth
And skills in Neptune's deep invisible paths,
In tall read more

And as great seamen, using all their wealth
And skills in Neptune's deep invisible paths,
In tall ships richly built and ribbed with brass,
To put a girdle round about the world.

And that all seas are made calme and still with oile; and
therefore the Divers under the water doe read more

And that all seas are made calme and still with oile; and
therefore the Divers under the water doe spirt and sprinkle it
abroad with their mouthes because it dulceth and allaieth the
unpleasant nature thereof, and carrieth a light with it.

--They write here one Cornelius--Son
Hath made the Hollanders an invisible eel
To swim the haven at read more

--They write here one Cornelius--Son
Hath made the Hollanders an invisible eel
To swim the haven at Dunkirk, and sink all
The shipping there.
--But how is't done?
--I'll show you, sir.
It is automa, runs under water
With a snug nose, and has a nimble tail
Made like an auger, with which tail she wriggles
Betwixt the costs of a ship and sinks it straight.

Here's to the pilot that weathered the storm.

Here's to the pilot that weathered the storm.

O'er the glad waters of the dark blue sea,
Our thoughts as boundless, and our souls as free,
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O'er the glad waters of the dark blue sea,
Our thoughts as boundless, and our souls as free,
Far as the breeze can bear, the billows foam,
Survey our empire, and behold our home!

We have ploughed the vast ocean in a fragile bark.
[Lat., Nos fragili vastum ligno sulcavimus aequor.]

We have ploughed the vast ocean in a fragile bark.
[Lat., Nos fragili vastum ligno sulcavimus aequor.]

Oh, I am a cook and a captain bold
And the mate of the Nancy brig,
And read more

Oh, I am a cook and a captain bold
And the mate of the Nancy brig,
And a bo'sun tight and a midshipmite
And the crew of the captain's gig.

Why does pouring Oil on the Sea make it Clear and Calm? Is it
that the winds, slipping the read more

Why does pouring Oil on the Sea make it Clear and Calm? Is it
that the winds, slipping the smooth oil, have no force, nor cause
any waves?

For they say there's a Providence sits up aloft
To keep watch for the life of poor Jack.

For they say there's a Providence sits up aloft
To keep watch for the life of poor Jack.