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White is the glassy deck, without a stain,

Where on the watch the staid Lieutenant walks:

Look on that part which sacred doth remainee For the lone Chieftain, who majestic stalks, Silent and feared by all—not oft he talks With aught beneath him, if he would preserve That strict restraint, which broken, ever balks Conquest and Fame: but Britons rarely swerve From law, however stern, which tends their strength to nerveef.