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Hear now the Song of the Dead in the North by the torn berg edges	A
They that look still to the Pole asleep by their hide stripped sledges	A
Song of the Dead in the South in the sun by their skeleton horses	A
Where the warrigal whimpers and bays through the dust	B
of the sear river courses	A
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Song of the Dead in the East in the heat rotted jungle hollows	A
Where the dog ape barks in the kloof	C
in the brake of the buffalo wallows	A
Song of the Dead in the West	D
in the Barrens the waste that betrayed them	E
Where the wolverene tumbles their packs	A
from the camp and the grave mound they made them	E
Hear now the Song of the Dead	F
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We were dreamers dreaming greatly in the man stifled town	G
We yearned beyond the sky line where the strange roads go down	G
Came the Whisper came the Vision came the Power with the Need	H
Till the Soul that is not man's soul was lent us to lead	F
As the deer breaks as the steer breaks from the herd where they graze	A
In the faith of little children we went on our ways	A
Then the wood failed then the food failed then the last water dried	I
In the faith of little children we lay down and died	I
On the sand drift on the veldt side in the fern scrub we lay	J
That our sons might follow after by the bones on the way	J
Follow after follow after We have watered the root	K
And the bud has come to blossom that ripens for fruit	K
Follow after we are waiting by the trails that we lost	L
For the sounds of many footsteps for the tread of a host	M
Follow after follow after for the harvest is sown	N
By the bones about the wayside ye shall come to your own	N
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When Drake went down to the Horn	O
And England was crowned thereby	-
'Twixt seas unsailed and shores unhailed	M
Our Lodge our Lodge was born	O
And England was crowned thereby	-
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Which never shall close again	P
By day nor yet by night	M
While man shall take his life to stake	Q
At risk of shoal or main	R
By day nor yet by night	M
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But standeth even so	A
As now we witness here	S
While men depart of joyful heart	M
Adventure for to know	A
As now bear witness here	S
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We have fed our sea for a thousand years	A
And she calls us still unfed	M
Though there's never a wave of all her waves	A
But marks our English dead	M
We have strawed our best to the weed's unrest	M
To the shark and the sheering gull	T
If blood be the price of admiralty	M
Lord God we ha' paid in full	U
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There's never a flood goes shoreward now	V
But lifts a keel we manned	M
There's never an ebb goes seaward now	V
But drops our dead on the sand	M
But slinks our dead on the sands forlore	S
From the Ducies to the Swin	V
If blood be the price of admiralty	M
If blood be the price of admiralty	M
Lord God we ha' paid it in	V
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We must feed our sea for a thousand years	A
For that is our doom and pride	M
As it was when they sailed with the Golden Hind	M
Or the wreck that struck last tide	M
Or the wreck that lies on the spouting reef	C
Where the ghastly blue lights flare	S
If blood be the price of admiralty	M
If blood be the price of admiralty	M
If blood be the price of admiralty	M
Lord God we ha' bought it fair	S

Rudyard Kipling

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