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The Outward Bound.

And Oh! When the glace waves foam around,
And the wind blows fair and free,
The health that we drank to the "Outward Bound"
Will come back to their memory.

Old friends will still seem near them,
In their ocean-cradled sleep,
And the dreaming though will cheer them,
Far away on the lonely deep.

Then till while the mid-watch passes,
Fill, the toast let it circle around,
From full hearts and brimming glasses,
And, hurrah! for the "Outward Bound"!

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