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Farewell to friends, farewell to foes,

Farewell to dear relations

We're bound across the ocean blue--

Bound for the foreign nations

Then obey your bo's'n's call,

Walk aith that cat-fall!

And we'll think on those girls e can no longer stay

And we'll think on those girls e're far, far away

--Un snatched up in that fashion, Mayo

hung from the dolphin-striker without motion, like a man paralyzed

He was astounded by the suddenness of this abduction He was afraid to

struggle Moo and that

he would be rolled under the forefoot of the schooner Then he began to

grow faint froarroted by his collar

Carefully he raised his hands and set them about a stay above his head