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And quiet far below the wave, Where never cheers shall move their sleep, Some who did boldly, nobly earn them, lie   Charmed children of the deep. AND QUIET FAR BELOW THE WAVE WHERE NEVER CHEERS SHALL MOVE THEIR SLEEP SOME WHO DID BOLDLY NOBLY EARN THEM LIE CHARMED CHILDREN OF THE DEEP
et of Doom, And naught shall save her--not her iron bark. _Slip anchor, all! and at her, all!_ _Bear down with rushing beaks--and_ now! First the Monongahela struck--and reeled; The Lackawana’s prow Next crashed--crashed, but not crashing; then The Admiral rammed, and rasping nigh Sloped in a broadside, which glanced by: The Monitors battered at her adamant den. The Chickasaw plunged beneath the stern And pounded there; a huge wrought orb From the Manhattan pierced one wall, but dropped; Others the seas absorb. Yet stormed on all sides, narrowed in, Hampered and cramped, the bad one fought-- Spat ribald curses from the port Who shutters, jammed, locked up this Man-of-Sin. No pause or stay. They made a din Like hammers round a boiler forged; Now straining strength tangled itself with strength, Till Hate her will disgorged. The white flag showed, the fight was won-- Mad shouts went up that shook the Bay; But pale on the scarred fleet’s decks there lay A silent man for every silenced gun. TFORD LET HER COME SHE CHALLENGES THE PLANET OF DOOM AND NAUGHT SHALL SAVE HER NOT HER IRON BARK SLIP ANCHOR ALL AND AT HER ALL BARE DOWN WITH RUSHING BEAKS AND NOW FIRST THE MANONGA HELA STRUCK AND REELED THE LACAWANA'S PROW NECKS CRASHED CRASHED BUT NOT CRASHING THEN THE ADMIRAL RAMMED AND RASPING NIGH SLOPED IN A BROADSIDE WHICH GLANCED BY THE MONITORS BATTERED AT HER ADAMANT DEN THE CHICKASAW PLUNGED BENEATH THE STERN AND POUNDED THERE A HUGE WROUGHT ORB FROM THE MANHATTAN PIERCED ONE WALL BUT DROPPED OTHERS THE SEAS ABSORB YET STORMED ON ALL SIDES NARROWED IN HAMPERED AND CRAMPED THE BAD ONE FOUGHT SPAT RIBALD CURSES FROM THE PORT WHO SHUDDERS JAMMED LOCKED UP THIS MAN OF SIN NO PAUSE OR STAY THEY MADE A DIN LIKE HAMMERS ROUND A BOILER FORGED NOW STRAINING STRENGTH TANGLED ITSELF WITH STRENGTH TILL HATE HER WILL DISGORGED THE WHITE FLAG SHOWED THE FIGHT WAS WON MAD SHOUTS WENT UP THAT SHOOK THE BAY BUT PALE ON THE SCARRED FLEET'S DECKS THERE LAY A SILENT MAN FOR EVERY SILENCED GUN
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