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GOOD and a gallant ship Goes to her rest. Morning, high noon, and set of sun Will know her not, since her work is done. And she goes-distressed. A true and a trusted friend. Sinks to her graveHither and thither she carried far, Greeting to those where the home ties are Across the dark wave. A good and a gallant ship Sets sail no more, The seas she scoured and the lands she knew ¥ Will call in vain for a comrade true, In the love they bore. She rode through War, and in peace Returned, unscarred, But Death at the last has worked his will- . No more a-throb, she is silent, still, Where the sea-gods guard. O! goodly and gallant ship One thought, like stone, Shall stand whenever the tale is told. You went to your death, majestic, bold, But you went alone.
John
Storm
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Radio Record, Volume V, Issue 7, 29 August 1930, Page 24
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146Requiescat Radio Record, Volume V, Issue 7, 29 August 1930, Page 24
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