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MAY ALL GO WITH THE TIDE.
Here's a sunny voyage to all
That down life's waters ride;
May good luck all befall
And all go with the tide;
Still with a favouring wind
To deaths's port may they glide,
And leave all ills behind,
Still sailing with the tide.
That down life's waters ride;
May good luck all befall
And all go with the tide;
Still with a favouring wind
To deaths's port may they glide,
And leave all ills behind,
Still sailing with the tide.
No malice let us know;
All here should be but friends;
Let death come quick or slow,
How soon our cruising ends!
We've small time for good-will,
And none for aught beside;
Then, lads, our toast be still,
May all go with the tide!
All here should be but friends;
Let death come quick or slow,
How soon our cruising ends!
We've small time for good-will,
And none for aught beside;
Then, lads, our toast be still,
May all go with the tide!
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