Though pleas'd to see the dolphins play,
I mind my compass and my way.

Though pleas'd to see the dolphins play,
I mind my compass and my way.

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.

A wet sheet and a flowing sea,
A wind that follows fast
And fills the white and read more

A wet sheet and a flowing sea,
A wind that follows fast
And fills the white and rustling sails,
And bends the gallant mast!
And bends the gallant mast, my boys,
While, like the eagle free,
Away the good ship flies, and leaves
Old England in the lee.

Here's to the pilot that weathered the storm.

Here's to the pilot that weathered the storm.

What though the sea be calm? trust to the shore,
Ships have been drown'd, where late they danc'd before.

What though the sea be calm? trust to the shore,
Ships have been drown'd, where late they danc'd before.

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!

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?

Soon shall thy arm, unconquered steam, afar
Drag the slow barge, or drive the rapid car;
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Soon shall thy arm, unconquered steam, afar
Drag the slow barge, or drive the rapid car;
Or on wide waving wings expanded bear
The flying chariot through the fields of air.

Some love to roam o'er the dark sea's foam,
Where the shrill winds whistle free.

Some love to roam o'er the dark sea's foam,
Where the shrill winds whistle free.