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Roll On, Thou Deep And Dark Blue Ocean, Roll! Ten Thousand Fleets Sweep Over Thee In Vai
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Roll on, thou deep and dark blue ocean, roll!
Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain;
Man marks the earth with ruin,--his control
Stops with the shore.
-- Lord Byron (1788-1824)
-- Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, Canto iv, Stanza 179
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