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POEMS AND SONGS
It was that same night, when the frigate nigh
To Norway’s land
Distress-guns was firing, the surf running high
With sea-weed and sand.
To help from the harbor men put out boats,
But they turn back,...
The frigate toward Germany drifting floats,
A broken wrack!
What once had been ours overboard was strown,
Each kinship mark
Was quickly removed, to the sea it was thrown
With curses stark!
The Northern lion, that figure-head gray,
Now had to fall,
In pieces ’t was hewn, and the frigate lay
Like a shattered wall.
Repaired and refitted, its canvas it spread
Near Germany’s coast,
With black-yellow flag and an eagle dread
In the lion’s post.
When sailing we Kattegat sweep with our eyes,
’ T is still evermore.
But a German admiral’s frigate lies
Near Scania’s shore.
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