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Now the new year reviving old desires	A
The restless soul to open sea aspires	A
Where the Blue Peter flickers from the fore	B
And the grimed stoker feeds the engine fires	A
Coupons alas depart with all their rows	C
And last year's sea met loves where Grindley knows	C
But still the wild wind wakes off Gardafui	D
And hearts turn eastward with the P and O's	C
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Twelve knots an hour be they more or less	E
Oh slothful mother of much idleness	F
Whom neither rivals spur nor contracts speed	G
Nay bear us gently Wherefore need we press	E
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The Tragedy of all our East is laid	H
On those white decks beneath the awning shade	H
Birth absence longing laughter love and tears	I
And death unmaking ere the land is made	H
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And midnight madnesses of souls distraught	J
Whom the cool seas call through the open port	K
So that the table lacks one place next morn	L
And for one forenoon men forego their sport	K
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The shadow of the rigging to and fro	M
Sways shifts and flickers on the spar deck's snow	M
And like a giant trampling in his chains	N
The screw blades gasp and thunder deep below	M
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And leagued to watch one flying fish's wings	O
Heaven stoops to sea and sea to Heaven clings	O
While bent upon the ending of his toil	P
The hot sun strides regarding not these things	O
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For the same wave that meets our stem in spray	Q
Bore Smith of Asia eastward yesterday	Q
And Delhi Jones and Brown of Midnapore	Q
To morrow follow on the self same way	Q
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Linked in the chain of Empire one by one	R
Flushed with long leave or tanned with many a sun	R
The Exiles' Line brings out the exiles line	S
And ships them homeward when their work is done	R
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Yea heedless of the shuttle through the loom	T
The flying keels fulfil the web of doom	T
Sorrow or shouting what is that to them	U
Make out the cheque that pays for cabin room	T
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And how so many score of times ye flit	V
With wife and babe and caravan of kit	V
Not all thy travels past shall lower one fare	Q
Not all thy tears abate one pound of it	V
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And how so high throe earth born dignity	W
Honour and state go sink it in the sea	W
Till that great one upon the quarter deck	X
Brow bound with gold shall give thee leave to be	W
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Indeed indeed from that same line we swear	Q
Off for all time and mean it when we swear	Q
And then and then we meet the Quartered Flag	Y
And surely for the last time pay the fare	Q
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And Green of Kensington estray ed to view	D
In three short months the world he never knew	D
Stares with blind eyes upon the Quartered	W
Flag And sees no more than yellow red and blue	D
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But we the gypsies of the East but we	W
Waifs of the land and wastrels of the sea	W
Come nearer home beneath the Quartered Flag	Y
Than ever home shall come to such as we	W
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The camp is struck the bungalow decays	Z
Dead friends and houses desert mark our ways	Z
Till sickness send us down to Prince's Dock	A2
To meet the changeless use of many days	Z
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Bound in the wheel of Empire one by one	R
The chain gangs of the East from sire to son	R
The Exiles' Line takes out the exiles line	S
And ships them homeward when their work is done	R
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How runs the old indictment Dear and slow	M
So much and twice so much We gird but go	M
For all the soul of our sad East is there	Q
Beneath the house flag of the P and O	M

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