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ARIEL
Come thou men at arms,
Thou the ones who lost the war.
Now turn mariner,
Leave the bloodshed on the shore.
Hey, my hearts, hoist the topsail high.
Commit thee to the sea
And sky!
(whistle blows)
Tend to the whistle now,
Sense the quickening of the wind.
Clouds drown the firmament,
The ocean swelling from within.
Gone, the horizon, none can descry
The diff’rence ‘twixt the sea
And sky!
Thunder rumble down,
The billows rising to a wall.
Light crack the mizzen mast,
All flap-dragoned in the squall.
Hey, my hearts, hast thou seen the like?
The great contention of the sea
And sky!
Oh!
All those born, someday shall die.
Thus, from storm unto storm we fly.
O, my brothers, my sisters, I
Commit thee to the sea