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We went and were marry'd,
and Jamie loves me still;
And we live beside the hawthorn
that blooms in the vale.
That blooms in the valley,
that blooms in the vale;
We live beside the hawthorn
that blooms in the vale.

o———o———o

The Mariners of Britain.

Ye Mariners of Britain,
that guard our native seas,
Whose flag has brav'd, a thousand years,
the battle and the breeze,
Your glorious Standard launch again;
to match another foe,
And sweep thro' the deep,
while the stormy tempests blow.
While the battle rages long and loud,
and the stormy tempests blow.

The spirit of your fathers
shall start from ev'ry wave;
For the deck it was their field of fame,
the ocean was their grave;
Where Blake, the boast of Freedom, sought,
your manly hearts shall glow,