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'For Those In Peril..'

Comes shrill the sound, the siren’s call,
and bright the flare against the squall;
“Come quick” the cry, “fleet to your berth,
come man come boy, come show your worth.”
No paid men here, none pressed nor given;
Own all their lives when slip pin’s driven...

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